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Dice Raw

Brain Softener

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[Verse 1]Since I been peein` straight, striaght crime`s been my mindstateProud to be a petty thief ever since four feetBut I make dis records so rappers would have to advanceAnd stop wearin` the same corny watches and leather pantsPsych, I don`t give a fuck, rock your iceJust don`t step out of line or you`ll get rocked by DiceI toured around the world like Tina and IkeBrought the house down in Sicily and MilanFucked all types of women like your sister and momAsk around your breakfast table, you`ll say "Raw`s the bomb"Slow down son, you can`t go one round with Dice, dudeI make clowns like you bow down like Ice CubeWomen, I make `em feel like they gave birth to GodGrip `em by their pigtails, make `em slurp the rodCatch a Mack-11 slug with a pair of chopsticksCut a priest off at the funeral to rock shit[Chorus]Nigga I`m the real Raw, all y`all others be fakin`Tryin` to gain fame off the name I`m makin`Talkin` all that shit like you can get someYou just a sucka, you can`t get a fuckin` crumbMan I`m the real Raw, all y`all others be fakin`Tryin` to gain fame off the name I`m makin`Talkin` all that shit like you can get someYou just a sucka, and can`t get a fuckin` crumb[Verse 2]I ain`t lettin` niggas rap no more without my approval or stampI`m drunk on power, I don`t feel the weed or the champ`Voices like a million watts pumpin` out, goin` ampedHit niggas bang pow to the moon like Ralph KrampOnce I`m there, carve the moon into a pair of diceOr put a star in a jelly jar and use it for a night lightGive it to my daughter, bomb your headquartersIt`s Dice, here I am rare despite all denialJust raw ass lyrics, no self-proclaimed titlesWhip out what I`m concealin`, then aim for survivalSeein` is believin`, my fist is an eyefulDice is raw, there ain`t no mistakin`Me against y`all is like Santa against SatanWhen I say y`all, I mean y`all suckas that be rappin`You`re soft like satin from hard skull crackin`, aiyyo[Chorus][Verse 3]So MCs that wanna battle, step up reluctantlyIf Jesus could rap, He couldn`t fuck with me(beat stops, thunder rolls, beeps and buzzes)Yo, yo what the fuck is that? Aiyyo, what happened to the beat?What`s goin` on in there, man? Hey Dice, man what the fuck are you in there doin`, man? The fuckin` board`s smokin`; there`s all this type of fire and shit, man. I know your budget`s not gonna cover this shit, man. This session is shut down![Verse 4: Dice Raw as God]Dice! You dare blasphemy against thy Lord?I can do anything, even rhyme!The builder and destroyer of all worldsCreator of man, woman, girlSome call Me Allah, Yahweh, JehovahI can start a beginnin`, or endin`, it`s overOn Earth`s first day alive there was darknessShape was worthless, I gave this small planet purposeBreathed life into the surfaceAnd created every beast in the seaFeast eyes on the Son of God for thou souls to freeSince the Garden of Eden, I told men believe inThou Lord, and never worship falseships and act accordBut always, serpents slither across floorsEverything that is, always has been, always will beA chill in your bones is how you feel meAt the end, when the moon turns blood and the sun blackensGreat men of the world running wonder what`s happenin`The sky`ll partAnd where I once said "Let there be light," I`ll say "Let there be dark"After the lamb`s spoken, last seal`s brokenTrumpets sound, last men on Earth found chokin`For these events not to take place, you`re hopin`Balls of energy fly from my hands explodin`

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