[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]