Luyện nghe bài hát Raw '91

"bring that beat back, bring that back!" -> chuck d
"we gonna do a song, that you before.."

Here I am,
A terrorist, to bring trouble to
Phony mc's, I move on and
I just conquer and stomp another with ease
Cause I'm at my apex and others are
Nothing but a milliliter, I'm a
to none, making mc's run
So try to step to me, cause I ain't the one
I relieve rappers, just like
And know it, so I don't see why you all
Try to front, perpetratin a
When you know that I'll smoke you up a blunt
I'm genuine gucci, raw like sushi
To stage a rage is rap did to me
To make me want to create, chaos and
Cold rock a party, the a.m.
I'll make a muscle, grab the mic and
While you dazed and amazed, I bust a
Little rhyme authority, superiority
And captivate the whole majority
The I use definitely amuse
Better than dynasty, or street blues
I'm sure to adored for more without a flaw
I get raw!

"r-a-w" (cut and by mister cee 4x)

Attact, react, exact, the mack'll you with
A song as long as you groove to this
I the crowd loud when you're hyped
Do on stage and injure the mic
As I shoot the gift, mc's stiff
While my rhymes stick to you like and jif
Feel my blunt fist, or my kiss
The rap soloist - you don't want of this
Supreme in this era, I reign with
When I grab the mic, you're gonna hear a
rhyme, as I enchant them
So let's all the big daddy anthem
Go with the flow, my grow like an afro
An entertaining gain, the kane'll no
Problem, I could sneeze sniffle or
Eeee-even if I stutter i'ma still off
rappers can't understand the mics I rip
They sho' nuff equipped, that's why they got flipped
But my is up to status
ask who the baddest, or cause static
To make or break or em, my rhymes hit the head
Put it to bed, so watch said
Save the bass for the piper, rearrange your
Take a loss and be forced from the zone
I get ill and kill at
Teachin a skill that's real, yeah no
stand still and chill as I build
Science I drill until my rhymes fill your up!
"r-a-w" -- even get up
Competition shut up, I'm raw!

"help me!" (cut and 8x by mister cee)

The man at hand to and school to teach and reach
The to find their way from a to z
And be the most and boast the rap
Again, to reign your (yeah kane)
The is on, so feel the fire
Come off the empire, all the higher
of depth, one step beyond dope
The all scope and hope to cope but nope
Cause I let em on top of me
I play em out like a of monopoly
Let em speed around the like an astro
Then em to jail for tryin to pass go
Shakin em up, em up, takin no stuff
But it still loud enough
So let the volume increase, to cease
I'ma release a masterpiece a of the tongue like grease
the mic to shreds, puttin heads to bed
Code red cause the rhymes is bein
By the printer of raw poetry
No hints or clues, you all know me
I go pound for and round for round to clown the sound
it's bound to go down, uhh
A knockout, showin I got clout
My comp should drop out
Cause none of can see me
I leave em winan like name was bebe or cece
I get raw!