<here it comes...>
<documentary sample:
Since the far-off days when man first heard a scratchy noise
On a cylindrical drum accompanied by staccato human tones,
It has been his aim to add breadth and depth, to give realism,
And spaciousness, and, even where it applies, to convey actual movement>
Intro: i start to go, my rhymes
So, get up and dance cause kane said so
If you were lounging around it
Pardon my expression, but i
I appear right here, and scare and dare, a mere musketeer
That would dare to compare, i do declare
Getting busy is where it
But what you
Cause you
But i drop bass just like barry white
So how could you think that you pose a threat?
You say you
All your vocals go local on the m-i-c
Mines go a great distance, like at&t
I
Fuck around with kane and come out black and blue for this
So, yo, go for what you know
Attempt to debate so i can humiliate
We can go rhyme for rhyme, word for word, verse for verse
Get you a nurse, too late, get you a hearse
To take you to your burial ground
Because the big daddy kane always throws down
Correct, i get respect, i
Cash money, cause i get raw
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Everybody get up! (x4)
Kane: boy do i hate a...
I
Here i am, r-a-w
A terrorist, here to bring trouble to
Phony mc
I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease
Cause i
Nothing but a milliliter, i
Second to none, making mc
So don
I relieve rappers just like tylenol
And they know it, so i don
Try to front, perpetrating a stunt
When you know that i
I
To stage a rage is what rap did to me
To make me want to create chaos and mayhem
Cold rock a party until the a.m.
I
While you stand dazed and amazed, i bust a
Little rhyme with authority, superiority
And captivate the whole crowd
The rhymes i use definitely amuse
Better than dynasty, or hill street blues
I
Cause i get raw
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Everybody get up! (x5)
With speech like a reverend, rappers start severing
And in my lifetime, believe i
Beaten, or eaten and just tooken out
You know, come to think about it, i keep mc
And real nervous when i
Give me that title, boy, you don
I work like a slave to become a master
And when i say a rhyme, you that it has to
Be perfectly fitted, cause i
The entertainer and trainer and kane
I go and flow and grow to let you know
I damage ya i
Fessional a questional without doubt superb
So full of action, my name should be a verb
My voice will float on every note
When i clear my throat, that
The minute that the kane starts to go on
Believe it
As i put other rappers out of their misery
Get them in a battle and make them all history
Ruling and schooling mc
Watch them all take a fall as i sit back cooling
On my throne, with a bronze microphone
Hmm, god bless the child that can hold his own
Cause i get raw
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Ain
Documentary: here
Twenty-four sev chilling, killing like a villain
The meaning of raw is ready and willing
To do whatever is clever, take a loss, never
And the rhymes i bust, coming off is a must
And i come off hard with rhymes that are odd
I rip the microphone and leave it scarred
Never smoking or hitting or taking a sniff
Only crushing mc
I get strong and titanic, do work like a mechanic
Make mc
And skeptic, like a girl on a contraceptive
As i rock but hey, what you expected?
I
Rapping like a samurai and i
Ever let a fisher-price mc hang
Their rhymes are toy, nothing but yin-yang
So if we battle on the microphone
Bring your own casket and tombstone
And i
Tell me who in the world
Could ever come with more
I get raw
