Raw '91 Lyrics
| Song | Raw '91 |
| Artist | Big Daddy Kane |
| Album | Prince of Darkness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Big Daddy Kane | |
| "bring that beat back, bring that beat back!" -> chuck d | |
| "we gonna do a song, that you heard before.." | |
| [kane] | |
| Here i am, r-a-w | |
| A terrorist, here to bring trouble to | |
| Phony mc's, i move on and seize | |
| I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease | |
| Cause i'm at my apex and others are below | |
| Nothing but a milliliter, i'm a kilo | |
| Second to none, making mc's run | |
| So don't try to step to me, cause i ain't the one | |
| I relieve rappers, just like tylenol | |
| And they know it, so i don't see why you all | |
| Try to front, perpetratin a stunt | |
| When you know that i'll smoke you up like a blunt | |
| I'm genuine like gucci, raw like sushi | |
| 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'll make a muscle, grab the mic and hustle | |
| While you stand dazed and amazed, i bust a | |
| Little rhyme with authority, superiority | |
| 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 adored for more without a flaw | |
| Cause i get raw! | |
| "r-a-w" (cut and scratched by mister cee 4x) | |
| [kane] | |
| Attact, react, exact, the mack'll move you with | |
| A strong song as long as you groove to this | |
| I keep the crowd loud when you're hyped | |
| Do damage on stage and injure the mic | |
| As i shoot the gift, mc's stand stiff | |
| While my rhymes stick to you like skippy and jif | |
| Feel my blunt fist, or my death kiss | |
| The rap soloist - you don't want none of this | |
| Supreme in this era, i reign with terror | |
| When i grab the mic, believe you're gonna hear a | |
| Fascinating rhyme, as i enchant them | |
| So let's all sing the big daddy anthem | |
| Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro | |
| An entertaining gain, the kane'll never no | |
| Problem, i could sneeze sniffle or cough | |
| Eeee-even if i stutter i'ma still come off | |
| Cause rappers can't understand the mics i rip | |
| They sho' nuff ain't equipped, that's why they got flipped | |
| But my apparatus is up to status | |
| Don't ask who the baddest, or cause static | |
| To make or break or take em, my rhymes hit the head | |
| Put it to bed, so watch what's said | |
| Save the bass for the piper, rearrange your tone | |
| Take a loss and be forced from the danger zone | |
| I get ill and kill at will | |
| Teachin a skill that's real, yeah no frill | |
| Just stand still and chill as i build | |
| Science i drill until my rhymes fill your head up! | |
| "r-a-w" -- don't even get up | |
| Competition shut up, cause i'm raw! | |
| "help me!" (cut and scratched 8x by mister cee) | |
| [kane] | |
| The man at hand to rule and school to teach and reach | |
| The blind to find their way from a to z | |
| And be the most and boast the loudest rap | |
| Again, to reign your domain (yeah kane) | |
| The heat is on, so feel the fire | |
| Come off the empire, all the more higher | |
| Level of depth, one step beyond dope | |
| The suckers all scope and hope to cope but nope | |
| Cause i never let em on top of me | |
| I play em out like a game of monopoly | |
| Let em speed around the board like an astro | |
| Then send em to jail for tryin to pass go | |
| Shakin em up, breakin em up, takin no stuff | |
| But it still ain't loud enough | |
| So let the volume increase, never to cease | |
| I'ma release a masterpiece a slip of the tongue like grease | |
| Rippin the mic to shreds, puttin heads to bed | |
| Code red cause the rhymes is bein said | |
| By the asiatic printer of raw poetry | |
| No hints or clues, you all know it's me | |
| I go pound for pound and round for round to clown the sound | |
| Profound it's bound to go down, uhh | |
| A lyrical knockout, showin i got clout | |
| My comp should just drop out | |
| Cause none of them can see me | |
| I leave em winan like their name was bebe or cece | |
| I get raw! |
| zuo ci : Big Daddy Kane | |
| " bring that beat back, bring that beat back!" chuck d | |
| " we gonna do a song, that you heard before.." | |
| kane | |
| Here i am, raw | |
| A terrorist, here to bring trouble to | |
| Phony mc' s, i move on and seize | |
| I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease | |
| Cause i' m at my apex and others are below | |
| Nothing but a milliliter, i' m a kilo | |
| Second to none, making mc' s run | |
| So don' t try to step to me, cause i ain' t the one | |
| I relieve rappers, just like tylenol | |
| And they know it, so i don' t see why you all | |
| Try to front, perpetratin a stunt | |
| When you know that i' ll smoke you up like a blunt | |
| I' m genuine like gucci, raw like sushi | |
| 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' ll make a muscle, grab the mic and hustle | |
| While you stand dazed and amazed, i bust a | |
| Little rhyme with authority, superiority | |
| 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 adored for more without a flaw | |
| Cause i get raw! | |
| " raw" cut and scratched by mister cee 4x | |
| kane | |
| Attact, react, exact, the mack' ll move you with | |
| A strong song as long as you groove to this | |
| I keep the crowd loud when you' re hyped | |
| Do damage on stage and injure the mic | |
| As i shoot the gift, mc' s stand stiff | |
| While my rhymes stick to you like skippy and jif | |
| Feel my blunt fist, or my death kiss | |
| The rap soloist you don' t want none of this | |
| Supreme in this era, i reign with terror | |
| When i grab the mic, believe you' re gonna hear a | |
| Fascinating rhyme, as i enchant them | |
| So let' s all sing the big daddy anthem | |
| Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro | |
| An entertaining gain, the kane' ll never no | |
| Problem, i could sneeze sniffle or cough | |
| Eeeeeven if i stutter i' ma still come off | |
| Cause rappers can' t understand the mics i rip | |
| They sho' nuff ain' t equipped, that' s why they got flipped | |
| But my apparatus is up to status | |
| Don' t ask who the baddest, or cause static | |
| To make or break or take em, my rhymes hit the head | |
| Put it to bed, so watch what' s said | |
| Save the bass for the piper, rearrange your tone | |
| Take a loss and be forced from the danger zone | |
| I get ill and kill at will | |
| Teachin a skill that' s real, yeah no frill | |
| Just stand still and chill as i build | |
| Science i drill until my rhymes fill your head up! | |
| " raw" don' t even get up | |
| Competition shut up, cause i' m raw! | |
| " help me!" cut and scratched 8x by mister cee | |
| kane | |
| The man at hand to rule and school to teach and reach | |
| The blind to find their way from a to z | |
| And be the most and boast the loudest rap | |
| Again, to reign your domain yeah kane | |
| The heat is on, so feel the fire | |
| Come off the empire, all the more higher | |
| Level of depth, one step beyond dope | |
| The suckers all scope and hope to cope but nope | |
| Cause i never let em on top of me | |
| I play em out like a game of monopoly | |
| Let em speed around the board like an astro | |
| Then send em to jail for tryin to pass go | |
| Shakin em up, breakin em up, takin no stuff | |
| But it still ain' t loud enough | |
| So let the volume increase, never to cease | |
| I' ma release a masterpiece a slip of the tongue like grease | |
| Rippin the mic to shreds, puttin heads to bed | |
| Code red cause the rhymes is bein said | |
| By the asiatic printer of raw poetry | |
| No hints or clues, you all know it' s me | |
| I go pound for pound and round for round to clown the sound | |
| Profound it' s bound to go down, uhh | |
| A lyrical knockout, showin i got clout | |
| My comp should just drop out | |
| Cause none of them can see me | |
| I leave em winan like their name was bebe or cece | |
| I get raw! |
| zuò cí : Big Daddy Kane | |
| " bring that beat back, bring that beat back!" chuck d | |
| " we gonna do a song, that you heard before.." | |
| kane | |
| Here i am, raw | |
| A terrorist, here to bring trouble to | |
| Phony mc' s, i move on and seize | |
| I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease | |
| Cause i' m at my apex and others are below | |
| Nothing but a milliliter, i' m a kilo | |
| Second to none, making mc' s run | |
| So don' t try to step to me, cause i ain' t the one | |
| I relieve rappers, just like tylenol | |
| And they know it, so i don' t see why you all | |
| Try to front, perpetratin a stunt | |
| When you know that i' ll smoke you up like a blunt | |
| I' m genuine like gucci, raw like sushi | |
| 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' ll make a muscle, grab the mic and hustle | |
| While you stand dazed and amazed, i bust a | |
| Little rhyme with authority, superiority | |
| 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 adored for more without a flaw | |
| Cause i get raw! | |
| " raw" cut and scratched by mister cee 4x | |
| kane | |
| Attact, react, exact, the mack' ll move you with | |
| A strong song as long as you groove to this | |
| I keep the crowd loud when you' re hyped | |
| Do damage on stage and injure the mic | |
| As i shoot the gift, mc' s stand stiff | |
| While my rhymes stick to you like skippy and jif | |
| Feel my blunt fist, or my death kiss | |
| The rap soloist you don' t want none of this | |
| Supreme in this era, i reign with terror | |
| When i grab the mic, believe you' re gonna hear a | |
| Fascinating rhyme, as i enchant them | |
| So let' s all sing the big daddy anthem | |
| Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro | |
| An entertaining gain, the kane' ll never no | |
| Problem, i could sneeze sniffle or cough | |
| Eeeeeven if i stutter i' ma still come off | |
| Cause rappers can' t understand the mics i rip | |
| They sho' nuff ain' t equipped, that' s why they got flipped | |
| But my apparatus is up to status | |
| Don' t ask who the baddest, or cause static | |
| To make or break or take em, my rhymes hit the head | |
| Put it to bed, so watch what' s said | |
| Save the bass for the piper, rearrange your tone | |
| Take a loss and be forced from the danger zone | |
| I get ill and kill at will | |
| Teachin a skill that' s real, yeah no frill | |
| Just stand still and chill as i build | |
| Science i drill until my rhymes fill your head up! | |
| " raw" don' t even get up | |
| Competition shut up, cause i' m raw! | |
| " help me!" cut and scratched 8x by mister cee | |
| kane | |
| The man at hand to rule and school to teach and reach | |
| The blind to find their way from a to z | |
| And be the most and boast the loudest rap | |
| Again, to reign your domain yeah kane | |
| The heat is on, so feel the fire | |
| Come off the empire, all the more higher | |
| Level of depth, one step beyond dope | |
| The suckers all scope and hope to cope but nope | |
| Cause i never let em on top of me | |
| I play em out like a game of monopoly | |
| Let em speed around the board like an astro | |
| Then send em to jail for tryin to pass go | |
| Shakin em up, breakin em up, takin no stuff | |
| But it still ain' t loud enough | |
| So let the volume increase, never to cease | |
| I' ma release a masterpiece a slip of the tongue like grease | |
| Rippin the mic to shreds, puttin heads to bed | |
| Code red cause the rhymes is bein said | |
| By the asiatic printer of raw poetry | |
| No hints or clues, you all know it' s me | |
| I go pound for pound and round for round to clown the sound | |
| Profound it' s bound to go down, uhh | |
| A lyrical knockout, showin i got clout | |
| My comp should just drop out | |
| Cause none of them can see me | |
| I leave em winan like their name was bebe or cece | |
| I get raw! |
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