[Hook: DJ Scratches] [Verse: Braidz] I strike a storm with it, f** it I'm Thor with it Got Light nang's I'm hype man - like what you need in your performances The flow's designed to open pry the closed in minds of small witted MC's ain't worth a buck-shot, I'm a forty-four with it With poor gimmicks, A moppery, I wipe the floor with it You should quit for the Record, Close the f**ing DAW, snib it Believe me I'm raw with it... They say I'm behind in the race, it's 'cause I've got the bars that have you all finished! You've got your cords twisted, you're no power to me Surgically I murder beats, Get back on your lead I'm raw wit' it I turn cattle to beef, rabbits to fleece Take lamb from a sheep, ham from a pig, salmon from seas How you think you can Box-in Braidz when ya' Forms missing The need to feed these kids I was born with it Any verse from me is just a torn snippet That'll have me up in your mother's - Steeze Umbilical Cord with it! [Hook: DJ Scratches] [Verse: Dismay] I'm Raw wit' it, yeah I was born with the force to get it And leave em torn with the type to cause blunt force trauma with it I'm just a Raw giddy I get it on like a kid in the corn, I was born sickened I'm raw living like a bunch of tortured victims It goes right to the core sh** is caused by them slaughter visions And they're all vivid... Take a trip through my mind you don't wanna' visit It's like a storm hit it!
Yeah I'm raw wit' it, Can't be ignored or fixed its Just a haunted feeling I get and now you're all victims The result of all the weed and alcohol mixed with Withdrawal symptoms from the need to make them all distant I was born wit' it, Nah, f** that, I'm just Raw Wit' It When I bust back at their poor writtens I'm so raw, I could never get bored with this sh** So raw that when I spit I wipe the floor with these kids [Hook: DJ Scratches] [Verse: Braidz & Dismay] B: I'm, uh, breaking bad because my Soul's missing Ever got so good at rapping you became bored with it? When your bars are like the makers of a lot of p**n - Vivid I'mma let the big homie Dismay take the floor with it D: And I'mma cause panic in em 'til they all quitting Go to war with these stars like they're Darth Maul spitters, get it? Diz was born with the force in him And I ain't giving em Much Room but you can bet that they all Trippin B: Me and Diz saw your missus in p**n with her deformed figure She ain't the Maybelline chick just 'cause she was 'born with it' D: Going in so raw just to cause friction b**hes falling victim to the monster like they all p**n driven sh** I live it, This is the game of riders B: That's why the pen sticks to paper like a staple wire D: So me and Braidz came here to blaze and fire B: You'll find us riding on the breaks like an Asian driver Cause we... [Hook: DJ Scratches]