Everything Remains Raw

I make sure everything remains raw
Hot stepping over shit like Ini Kamoze's

I make sure everything remains raw

Ha ha, niggaz can't see my routine

Weak niggaz just fall and keep tumbling
I make sure everything remains raw
Yo, watch me bring the newest recipe
I'm that outlaw nigga living right next door
Now I'm making you feel the extreme

Word is bond, niggaz don't really understand shit
Hey, you! You know what the fuck I mean
Remember that nigga, all you, remember that
Shut your mouth nigga don't you complain
Word is bond, niggaz don't know the real shit
Hardcore like Quick Draw McGraw
Yo, I burn your food like Florence
On time, showin' you the rhythm as I get wreck and get raw
Right on your subconscious, I leave my shit stain
You should just roll out the red carpet
I make sure everything remains raw
Use your imagination, let me take you higher
Knucklehead flow that make you act real dumb
Days of my life goes on, word is bond
Yo, hit the dirt, get on the floor

I make sure everything remains raw
Focus, while I display flows ferocious
All moving targets, I got you open like supermarkets
Yo, when I step in the place I leave damages
Let me hit you with flows, that come various
Sick lyrics like multiple sclerosis
I make sure everything remains raw

I be the moistest with rhyme overdoses
Distribute lyrics like I'm hand to hand herb hustling
Flipmode is the motherfuckin' Squad y'all, hahah
I make you feel my proton, neutron, and electron
While niggaz is scared to death they breathe they last breath
Yeah I be the man comin' off that be raw
Hahahaha, everything remains raw
When I round up my Flipmode niggaz and get cream
Yo, I be the number one icon
Nuff bandages on pussy from miscarriages
I make sure everything remains raw, hahah
(Y'all)
Once you inhale smoke from my flow, carbon monoxide
I make sure everything remains raw
(Word up, word up)
There's only five years left, word is bond

I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
Ooh, insane to your brain
Niggaz don't know though there's only five years left, hahaha
Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Mean Joe Green
Hah, send you home and make you lie bout your alias
Niggaz don't motherfuckin' know y'all, hahah

Word to the holy Qu'ran, I rock on and on
On and on, hey, on and on and on

Rain hail snow earthquakes, earth, wind and fire
You won't understand when I form Voltron

Oh shit, now I got your brains fried
(Yo)

Till I black you out then turn on my real high beam
I make sure everything remains raw
Fuck you up quick and condemn you all with leprosy
I make sure everything remains raw
Yo y'all one more time I come
It's Busta Rhymes givin' you much more, so
Fix you up, mix you with cut like procaines
Run up in your crib like my name was search warrants

Yo yo, there's only five years left

Fuck what you heard you ain't heard this before