Real Raw (Explicit)
Craig Mack"Real Raw (Explicit)" is a song by Craig Mack, released in 1994 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:42 long and contains 76 lines and 638 words.
Lyrics
0:06How many know what funk is Raise your hands
0:09You ready for this world
0:11I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
0:14I'm Craig Mack comin' in at your backdoor
0:17My rhymes hit hard no games like ping pong
0:20I'm strong like who Craig Kong
0:23I'm flexin' what's next in my funk track erection
0:26My licks get the kicks like the Chinese connection
0:29Like Damien the Omen son I won't run
0:31I never ran fryin' MC's like the Sudan
0:35Craig Mack is like a loaded four-five
0:38Mothers get welfare fathers won't survive
0:40Yo who can get fierce as fierce can get Get set
0:43I'm ready to eat MC's like spaghetti
0:46The C R A I G Mack is back
0:48I've blown the world well known the man's got it sewn
0:52Zoom zoom zoom zoom za-zoom za-zoom
0:55Three years of waiting now here comes kaboom
0:57Back off the steel kid let me get my dough
1:01You're real slow get the dick like a homo
1:03Got the name no games the outlaw
1:06I'm real raw plus my style is hardcore
1:09I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
1:12I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
1:14I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
1:17I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
1:21Service with the wild style freak a smile
1:23I'm crazier than ever please pull my lever
1:26Ooh I can't wait I'm paid I see him
1:29Brothers on my jock a G for per diem
1:32MC's that are down please stay down
1:35Craig Mack for President F**k around
1:38My nature's to hate ya my style of MC'in
1:41To dust and crush I bust every human bein'
1:44Dig it I'm cool but one rule don't act fool
1:47My four-fifth's a tool I have aim
1:50Hey hush it down quiet I'm speakin'
1:52Unique technique and style that I am freakin'
1:55Peakin' speakin' like a deacon or a pastor
1:58The master baby death okay G
2:01Let's get back to the issue with judicial
2:04Weepin' willow grab a pillow 'fore I have to diss you
2:07I'm concrete hard as the streets like pavement
2:10Leavin' heads bleedin' strictly in amazement
2:12Surrender with more ups than Alcindor
2:15I'll bend ya you're tender next agenda
2:18I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
2:21I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
2:24I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
2:27I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
2:30I belong in a hospital insane
2:33Life fast lane on the brain like Bruce Wayne
2:36I telltale won't fail or get stale
2:38'Cause I'm stuck like Braille as I walk on a 3rd rail
2:41Manson's my grandson not so handsome
2:44I'm grotesque f**k it girls still rub my chest
2:47I'm G with James Brown "Give it Up or Turn Me Loose"
2:50I'm terror on the red lines prank phonin' Zeus
2:53Craig Mack's the brother that attacks at random
2:56MC's I slammed 'em 'cause I'm fat as Ralph Kramden
2:59Ras bumba claat boy I kill ya
3:02MC's I'm a thriller from here to Manilla
3:04Lay down nothin' but facts jacks
3:07The blackjack ace to the beatdown max
3:10Relax this is just wax on my single
3:13More chips on my shoulder than the chips made by Pringle
3:16So how do you figure I'm stronger than your liquor
3:19Wild Irish Rose huh strike a pose
3:22I'm death to an MC below like Jack Dempsey
3:25A shark feedin' frenzy on those that tempt me
3:28One more score for the war see ya
3:30I'm real raw plus my style is hardcore
3:33I can get raw plus my style is hardcore
3:36I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore
3:39I'm real raw plus my style is hardcore
3:42I'm real raw plus my style is hardcore
How many know what funk is Raise your hands You ready for this world I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I'm Craig Mack comin' in at your backdoor My rhymes hit hard no games like ping pong I'm strong like who Craig Kong I'm flexin' what's next in my funk track erection My licks get the kicks like the Chinese connection Like Damien the Omen son I won't run I never ran fryin' MC's like the Sudan Craig Mack is like a loaded four-five Mothers get welfare fathers won't survive Yo who can get fierce as fierce can get Get set I'm ready to eat MC's like spaghetti The C R A I G Mack is back I've blown the world well known the man's got it sewn Zoom zoom zoom zoom za-zoom za-zoom Three years of waiting now here comes kaboom Back off the steel kid let me get my dough You're real slow get the dick like a homo Got the name no games the outlaw I'm real raw plus my style is hardcore I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore Service with the wild style freak a smile I'm crazier than ever please pull my lever Ooh I can't wait I'm paid I see him Brothers on my jock a G for per diem MC's that are down please stay down Craig Mack for President F**k around My nature's to hate ya my style of MC'in To dust and crush I bust every human bein' Dig it I'm cool but one rule don't act fool My four-fifth's a tool I have aim Hey hush it down quiet I'm speakin' Unique technique and style that I am freakin' Peakin' speakin' like a deacon or a pastor The master baby death okay G Let's get back to the issue with judicial Weepin' willow grab a pillow 'fore I have to diss you I'm concrete hard as the streets like pavement Leavin' heads bleedin' strictly in amazement Surrender with more ups than Alcindor I'll bend ya you're tender next agenda I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I belong in a hospital insane Life fast lane on the brain like Bruce Wayne I telltale won't fail or get stale 'Cause I'm stuck like Braille as I walk on a 3rd rail Manson's my grandson not so handsome I'm grotesque f**k it girls still rub my chest I'm G with James Brown "Give it Up or Turn Me Loose" I'm terror on the red lines prank phonin' Zeus Craig Mack's the brother that attacks at random MC's I slammed 'em 'cause I'm fat as Ralph Kramden Ras bumba claat boy I kill ya MC's I'm a thriller from here to Manilla Lay down nothin' but facts jacks The blackjack ace to the beatdown max Relax this is just wax on my single More chips on my shoulder than the chips made by Pringle So how do you figure I'm stronger than your liquor Wild Irish Rose huh strike a pose I'm death to an MC below like Jack Dempsey A shark feedin' frenzy on those that tempt me One more score for the war see ya I'm real raw plus my style is hardcore I can get raw plus my style is hardcore I can get real raw plus my style is hardcore I'm real raw plus my style is hardcore I'm real raw plus my style is hardcore
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