- Song Name: Raw Hide
- Artist Name: Ol' Dirty Bastard
- Album: Return to the 36 Chambers
- Songwriters: Clifford M Smith, Corey Todd Woods, Gary E Grice, Robert F Diggs, Russell T Jones
- Release Date: 1995.03.28
- Label: Elektra Entertainment
LYRICS FOR "Raw Hide"
Yeah
That this is that Wu Tang s***
This that s*** that's gonna get you high
See when you stimulate your own mind for one common cause
You see who's the real m************
See what you see is you what you see
(Can I say it? Wu Tang a run tings)
Be the original G
Rhymin' on timin' and in the place to be
(Run blood claat tings)
They love see me
You're a crossbreed
I want action
I never put doubt in my mind
'Cuz I know when I touch the mic there's the rhyme
See murder which is caused
When you f*** with the negative and positive charge
Then they came up
With the hit that's gonna be large
Tired of sittin' on my f*****' ass
Niggaz I know
Who the f*** K wanna be an MC
If you can't get paid
I came out my momma pussy
Twenty six years old
Whether it's truthfully or untruthfully
With my Boston bloodthirsty process
Move 'em in
Move 'em out
Stick it up
Yeah
Killin' niggaz who said they got stacks
I wanna see blood
Or bustin' your f*****' face
I'm goin out my f*****' mind
Everytime I get around devils
Let me calm down
'Cuz I'm comin'
Wu Tang Bloodkin
Imagine
You bound to catch aids or somethin'
Not sayin' I got it
Yo
Then I'll remain to tear your frame
Like some fly new sneaks and s***
Now eatT my s***
Now regulate and I'll be out to set up a date
Wu Tang
Rza pump the s*** just like a shotty
Watch me run it John Gotti
Collidin' on the track
Check the calender
To step up feel the blast from the silencer
Move 'em in
Move 'em out
Stick it up
Comin' soon to a theatre near you it be the Wu
Yeah
Actual facts to snack on and chew
My positive energy sounds peace to you
A wise man killed one horse and made glue
Wicked women puttin' period blood in stew
Don't that make the stew witches brew?
I fear for the eighty five that don't got a clue
How could he know what the f*** he never knew?
God Cypher Divine come to show and come to prove
A mystery God that's the work of Yacub
The Holy Ghost got you scared to death kid boo
Yeah
Fly for you to feel
See Wu Tang like to thank
All the people in America
For listenin' to our music
We gotta keep it fly for ya
That's just gonna come out of nowhere
This is somethin' old and dirty and dirty
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