Since I been peein' straight, striaght been my mindstate Proud to be a petty thief ever four feet But I make dis records so rappers would to advance And stop the same corny watches and leather pants Psych, I don't give a fuck, rock ice don't step out of line or you'll get rocked by Dice I around the world like Tina and Ike Brought the down in Sicily and Milan Fucked all of women like your sister and mom Ask your breakfast table, you'll say "Raw's the bomb" Slow down son, you go one round with Dice, dude I make like you bow down like Ice Cube Women, I make 'em feel they gave birth to God Grip 'em by their pigtails, 'em slurp the rod Catch a Mack-11 slug with a of chopsticks Cut a off at the funeral to rock shit
Nigga I'm the real Raw, all others be fakin' to gain fame off the name I'm makin' Talkin' all that shit you can get some You just a sucka, you get a fuckin' crumb Man I'm the Raw, all y'all others be fakin' Tryin' to gain off the name I'm makin' Talkin' all that shit you can get some You just a sucka, and get a fuckin' crumb
I ain't lettin' rap no more without my approval or stamp I'm on power, I don't feel the weed or the champ' Voices a million watts pumpin' out, goin' amped Hit bang pow to the moon like Ralph Kramp Once I'm there, carve the moon into a pair of Or put a star in a jelly jar and use it for a night Give it to my daughter, bomb headquarters It's Dice, here I am despite all denial Just raw ass lyrics, no titles Whip out I'm concealin', then aim for survival is believin', my fist is an eyeful Dice is raw, there ain't no Me against y'all is like Santa against When I say y'all, I mean y'all suckas be rappin' You're soft like from hard skull crackin', aiyyo
Nigga I'm the Raw, all y'all others be fakin' Tryin' to fame off the name I'm makin' Talkin' all that like you can get some You just a sucka, you can't get a crumb Man I'm the real Raw, all others be fakin' Tryin' to gain off the name I'm makin' Talkin' all shit like you can get some You just a sucka, and can't get a fuckin'
So MCs that wanna battle, up reluctantly If could rap, He couldn't fuck with me Yo, yo what the is that? Aiyyo, what happened to the beat? What's on in there, man? Hey Dice, man what the are you in there doin', man? The fuckin' board's all this type of fire and shit, man I know your not gonna cover this shit, man This session is shut
Dice! You dare blasphemy thy Lord? I can do anything, rhyme The and destroyer of all worlds Creator of man, woman, call Me Allah, Yahweh, Jehovah I can a beginnin', or endin', it's over On Earth's day alive there was darkness Shape was worthless, I this small planet purpose Breathed life the surface And created beast in the sea eyes on the Son of God for thou souls to free Since the of Eden, I told men believe in Thou Lord, and never worship falseships and act But always, slither across floors Everything that is, always has been, always be A chill in your bones is how you me At the end, when the moon turns and the sun blackens Great men of the world running wonder happenin' The part And I once said "Let there be light," I'll say "Let there be dark" After the lamb's spoken, seal's broken sound, last men on Earth found chokin' For these events not to take place, hopin' of energy fly from my hands explodin'