Big Daddy Kane — Raw

[Intro] I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! [Verse 1] 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, perpetrating 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 [Verse 2] Give a speech like a reverend, rappers start severing And in my lifetime, believe I've never been Beaten, or eaten and just tooken out You know, come to think about it, I keep MC's looking out And real nervous when I'm at your service So give me that title, boy, you don't deserve this I work like a slave to become a master And when I say a rhyme, you know that it has to Be perfectly fitted, cause I'm committed The entertainer and trainer and Kane'll get with it I go and flow and grow to let you know I damage ya I'm not an amateur but a pro- -fessional unquestionable 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's all she wrote! The minute that the Kane starts to go on Believe it's gonna be smooth sailing so on As I put other rappers out of their misery Get them in a battle and make them all history Ruling and schooling MC's that I'm dueling 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 [Break] Ain't it good to you? Ain't it good to you? Ain't it good to you? [Verse 3] 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's that be trying to riff I get strong and titanic, do work like a mechanic Make MC's panic, they all get frantic And skeptic, like a girl on a contraceptive As I rock but hey, what you expected? I'll get raw for you just like a warrior Rapping like a samurai and I'll be damned if 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'mma preach your funeral Tell me who in the world could ever come with more I get raw