Представляем точный текст композиции "Real Raw" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Craig Mack . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Real Raw» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Craig Mack передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Craig Mack - "Real Raw"
Lyrics to Real Raw : [Craig Mack] How many know what funk is' Raise your hands You ready for this world' "I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore Im Craig Mack, comin in at your backdoor My rhymes hit hard, no games like ping-pong Im strong (like who Craig') Kong! Im flexin, whats next in, my funk track erection My licks get the kicks like the Chinese connection Like Damien, the Omen son, I wont run I never ran, fryin MCs like the Sudan Craig Mack is like a loaded four-five Mothers get welfare, fathers wont survive Yo who can get fierce as fierce can get, get set Im ready, to eat MCs like spaghetti The C-R-A-I-G Mack is back Ive blown the world well known, the mans 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 Youre real slow, get the DICK like a homo Got the name, no games, the outlaw Im real raw, plus my style is hardcore "I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore [x4] Service with the wild style, freak a smile Im crazier than ever, PLEASE pull my lever Oooh I cant wait, Im paid, I see him Brothers on my jock, a G for padium MCs that are down please stay down.. CRAIG MACK FOR PRESIDENT! Fuck around My natures to hate ya, my style of MCin to dust and crush I bust every human bein Dig it, Im cool but one rule, dont act fool My four-fifths a tool, I have aim Hey, hush it down, quiet, Im speakin Unique technique and style that I am freakin Peakin, speakin like a deacon or a pastor The master, baby, death, okay G' Lets get back to the issue with judicial Weepin willow grab a pillow fore I have to diss you Im concrete, hard as the street, like pavement Leavin heads bleedin, strictly in amazement Surrender, with more ups than Alcindor Ill bend ya, youre tender, next agenda "I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore [x4] Yeah.. check this out I belong in a hospital insane Life fast lane on the brain like Bruce Wayne A telltale wont fail or get stale Cause Im stuck like braille as I walk on a 3rd rail Mansons my grandson, not so handsome Im grotesque -- FUCK IT -- girls still rub my chest Im G with James Brown, "Give it Up or Turn Me Loose" Im terror on the red lines, prank phonin Zeus Craig Macks the brother that attacks at random MCs I slammed em, cause Im fat as Ralph Cramdem Ras, bumba claat, boy I kill ya MCs Im 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' Im stronger than your liquor Wild Irish Rose, huh, strike a pose Im 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! Im real raw, plus my style is hardcore "I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore [x4] [ Real Raw Lyrics ]
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