Royce da 5'9", DJ Revolution, Concise, Checkmate - R.A.W. lyrics

"Raw!" "RAW" "Give it to ya - raw!" "RAW"
"Give it to ya - raw!" "RAW"
"Give it to ya - raw!" "RAW"
"Give it to ya - raw!" "Gon' give it to ya"

Raw love and war
I'mma give it to ya let's go
Raw, imperial cats is
Wieldin instrumental war
Rap tactical macks perform unspeakable acts
And hope on vengeance
Exposin your pretenders
To the laws and battle nature
Performance under the gun and we move
With maximum efficiency to your redundant
And shake, we dominate 'em on old fashion
Break 'em with a power like glass jaws
Fresh we outta grammar inflict force
We grapple your mental with
Word tentacles sick
Manipulate your heart rate through
Brain chemicles slick
I slide through like lubrication on a Latex
Fuckin your thought process hard
Like date rape sex
Smokin cigarettes slow and once
Your cherry glow red
Cause I'mma see the satisfaction in the end
My caliber big time designed to be fatal
And crush a nigga windpipes
Slow with my cables
They feel this soloist soon
This cat controllin the womb
I'm movin cracks like they body consume
Certified but my ability's skill
License to kill
And carry the heavy weaponry
Ill like pentetiaries rAW! echoes

Yo it's several different levels
To pickin up shovels
And dumpin you in ditches under sea level
Frontin you can witness
Let me refreshin you niggas tell
You my position in this
Beef! Leavin you under Venice
Opposition finished!
Here it is, we invaded created a Pyramid
Of a Haven of names
So blame Dre and that ear of his
So heavy breathing breathe
I'd rather REACH for your neck
And I never HEAT you for respect
Unless you GREET me wit less
I got a skunk, in my trunk
I'm lyin, I got a pump in my trunk
You dyin, how many lumps niggas want?
Who's ready for y'all? We ready for y'all
We too incredibly raw
For any artist that said he would draw
I stand firm, and it hurts to live it
You open up that can of worms
I hope you ready for the dirt that's wit it
Defenders of the fame fast
Concise is a Checkmate
The endin of your life, so
Prepare for your rest date, c'mon
"Raw!" "RAW" "RAW, RAW!"
"I'ma give it to ya - raw!" "RAW"
"RAW! I'mma give it to ya - raw!" "RAW"
"RAW! I'mma g-give it to ya - raw!" "RAW"

Let's go
It's war games and I'm a dominator by nature
Battle machines
Chamoflouge greens on your radar
They starvin the artists, bullshit, charge it
Discharge on a target, dearly departed
Raw and uncut, uncooked I'm pure
Price to sell tour, rap sell out stores
Somethin to live for, double my street value
Clear-cut your colony
And balance the economy
I speak in testaments, unleashin pestilence
Light speed, supreme being the Fifth Element
High grade, the most potent
West coast wasps rollin
And build a empire like the Romans
Down by law, raw like in Nassau
When I took the bottle to the
Center of your glass jaw
Defendin number 7, ball ready and write
Most steady on mic, raw like Israel light
Young Lord of the Sound Table
Niggas of the +Knight+
The ruler rough rhyme better known as Concise
We certified original, roll heat
You niggas is beginners in this rap
Race runnin with cold feet like

Variations and scratches till fade