Real Raw

Lyrics

[Intro: Sample] "Check it, check it" "Check it, back is the funky ex-flower" [Verse 1: Dr. Octagon] With yellow eyes, my green face, my pink and white afro I'm no toy kid, your style is made by Hasbro Gnip Gnop, you think you got that real hip-hop I soar the chart so quickly, watched your album flop I'm Doctor Octo', curlin' weights, tourin' rhinos Liftin' horses, throwin' cows at your fake forces You know my gold style, rabbit fur coat style You be freezin' with the flu watch you keep sneezin' Like Breezly Brewin', your style I'mma have to ruin Chop up your tactics, you gimmick groups need to practice You beat it, like Michael Jackson in my atmosphere Gerbils for rectums, I break you off like Richard Gere I'm so fantastic, your metal fist is still plastic Compelled with no threats, your rhymes bounce off my shield New York City, California, roll my Ampex reel No corny loops and assemble with Timberland boots I'm strictly monster with turtlenecks like Frankenstein Drop that mic kid, you lost, so that ass is mine [Hook] I get real raw Change arrangements on your face I get real raw Change arrangements on your face I get real raw Change arrangements on your face I get real raw Change arrangements on your face Superspeed Flowin'! "Check it, check it" "The rhythm is nice" [Verse 2: Dr. Octagon] Doctor Octo', mental disorder, person in alias Fifty-five-six computer tracks on your ass cracks Bellevue patient ignored your rhymes in the train station You don't want none, the vomit's on your cinnamon bun You still rappin' in the city talkin' pig latin In fact you no test, you tired man, won't you rest? Take that sleep with NoDoz, that common style is cheap You bought your mic cord, payola scams the Billboard Slots that's not hot, you settle for the nuts you got Record releases, your crew is wack like chocolate Reese's Urine stains are spread out, fly colours on your brains You beware, orangutans tappin' on your window Bulls and coyotes, while roaches walk around your poodle Like Shakespeare, genius thoughts pumpin' every year MCs know, retire quick rap like Paul Monroe Joe C. Meriweather with blocks on your skin is clever Upright direction, I battle any yeast infection Put missiles to work, my needles in your midsection Hold upright, I burn your anus with the purple light Use up your power, make phone calls for an hour [Hook] I get real raw Change arrangements on your face I get real raw Change arrangements on your face I get real raw Change arrangements on your face I get real raw Change arrangements on your face [Outro: Sample] "Check it, back is the funky ex-flower" "Check it, back is the funky ex-flower" "Check it, back is the funky ex-flower" "Check it, back is the funky ex-flower" "Check it, back is the funky ex-flower" "Check it, back is the funky ex-flower"