Raw
Album: The Very Best of Big Daddy Kane
Release Date: 3/6/01
Label: Warner Archives
Here I am R A W
Terrorist
Phoney emcees
I just conquer
'Cause I'm at my apex and others are be-low
Nothing but a milliliter
Second to none
Also don't try to step to me
I relieve rappers just like Tylenol
And they know it
Try to front
When you know that I'll smoke you up like a blunt
I'm genuine like Gucci
The Sage of Rage is what rap did to me
To make me want to create chaos and mayhem
Cold rock a party
I'll make a muscle
While you stand dazed and amazed
With authority
And captivate the whole crowd's majority
The rhymes I use definitely amuse
Better than Dynasty or Hill Street Blues
I'm sure to score
'Cause I get raw
I give a speech like a reverend
And in my lifetime
Or eaten
You know
And real nervous
Also give me that title boy
I work like a slave to become a master
And when I say a rhyme
Be perfectly fitted 'cause I'm committed
The entertainer and trainer and Kane'll get with it
I go and flow and grow to let you know
I'm not an amateur but a professional unquestionable
Without a doubt superb
Also full of action
My voice will float
When I clear my throat
The minute that the Kane starts to go on
Believe it's gonna be smooth sailing so sail on
As I put other rappers out of their misery
Get 'em in a battle and make them all history
Rulin' and schoolin'
Watch 'em all take a fall as I sit back coolin'
On a throne with a bronze microphone
Uh
'Cause I get raw
Chillin'
The meaning of RAW is Ready And Willing
To do whatever is clever
And the rhymes I bust
And I come off hard with rhymes that are odd
I rip the microphone and leave it scarred
Never smokin' or hittin' or takin a sniff
Only crushin' emcees that be tryin' to riff
I get strong and titanic
Make emcees panic
And skeptic
As I rocked
I'll get raw for ya
Rather like a samurai
Ever let a Fisher-Price emcee hang
Their rhymes are toy
So if we battle on the microphone
Bring your own casket and tombstone
And I'ma preach your funeral
Could ever come with more
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