We pledge, to keep it raw, until the end of time
Yeah!
Baby bring it!

Feeling like an empty space I suffer from a lack of dough
Roll with hell's patrol, grab the microphone and smack a ho
Trying to paint it gold, all day sex and alcohol
With out the sex, now there's a bigger and blacker hole
We wreck and roll, always dope, for I never settle
I'd rather battle, I grab the microphone, that's heavy metal
Don't get sentimental, there's no time for a mental pause
Raw on the mic, like cut your head off with a dental floss!

Grabbing the 4-4 its time for war!
Yeah, we be keeping it raw!
Fuck with us and we gonna make you squeal, pig
Yeah we be keeping it real!
You can't fuck with my click, motherfucker!
We be keeping it sick!
You want more of that hardcore? Got it!
Cause we be keeping it raw

We be keeping it, fucking raw
Going pretty hard on this shit like shock and awe
I rock the floor, perhaps I can't stop it all
Stomping motherfuckers, you know I stay up and tall
Stop, drop and roll, man, that shit is aflame
Fucking sickening cause you know I ain't spitting the same
Sit in the rain, with crazy rhymes hitting my brain
Keeping it heavy like an airplane hitting a train!

Grabbing the 4-4 its time for war!
Yeah, we be keeping it raw!
Fuck with us and we gonna make you squeal, pig
Yeah we be keeping it real!
You can't fuck with my click, motherfucker!
We be keeping it sick!
You want more of that hardcore? Got it!
Cause we be keeping it raw

God bless, an atheist with a complex
Conquest, so come test, rhymes hard as gun blast
Done fast, win every contest, fuck rest
Deep in the circles of hell, call me dantes
I'm past beyond man, I can't be stopped
Way too raw, pushing the anti up
Fuck fancy pop, we're on advanced hiphop
Harvesting souls boy, we ain't gonna mince the crop

Yeah!
We be keeping it raw
Until we choke your girlfriend with her God damn bra
Yeah!
Look at me this ain't no random face
Cause when I'm done, I'll be all over the news
Like I'm motherfucking trenton chase!

Don't let me get in my zone
I burn the track down, let it crash like ramon
A raging alcoholic, I get smashed and trashed all alone
And get my verses looking jacked up like sylvester stallone
You lack the, testosterone, you best be passing it on
I stay raw like I'm possed, and if you flex then you're gone
I make you ask for the verse, like ladies beg for the bone
I rip the beat to bits, till it looks like a semi cologne!

You motherfuckers, better never battle, stupid pricks, I'm rather mean
Looking like hulk on katemine and amphetamine, a damn machine
You've never been as ill as me, stupid ass fuck, you better stop it
You'll never top it, bitch you ain't making half a profit
Rapping puppets, thinking they real, I get them cut to bits
You can't fuck with this, now get the microphone off your shopping list
You got me pissed, thinking of killing you better know that I'm fucking grim
So when the blood will brim the streets you better know how to fucking swim!

Grabbing the 4-4 its time for war!
Yeah, we be keeping it raw!
Fuck with us and we gonna make you squeal, pig
Yeah we be keeping it real!
You can't fuck with my click, motherfucker!
We be keeping it sick!
You want more of that hardcore? Got it!
Cause we be keeping it raw

One time baby!
Two time baby!
Three time baby!
We be keeping it raw!

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