Luyện nghe bài hát Raw '91

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

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

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

Attact, react, exact, the mack'll move you
A strong as long as you groove to this
I keep the crowd loud you're hyped
Do damage on stage and the mic
As I the gift, mc's stand stiff
my rhymes stick to you like skippy and jif
Feel my blunt fist, or my death
The rap soloist - you don't want of this
Supreme in this era, I with terror
When I grab the mic, believe you're gonna a
Fascinating rhyme, as I them
So let's all the big daddy anthem
Go with the flow, my rhymes like an afro
An gain, the kane'll never no
Problem, I could sneeze sniffle or
Eeee-even if I stutter i'ma still off
Cause can't understand the mics I rip
They sho' nuff ain't equipped, that's why got flipped
But my apparatus is up to
Don't ask who the baddest, or static
To make or break or take em, my rhymes hit the
Put it to bed, so what's said
the bass for the piper, rearrange your tone
Take a loss and be forced from the zone
I get ill and kill at
Teachin a that's real, yeah no frill
Just stand and chill as I build
Science I drill until my rhymes your head up!
"r-a-w" -- even get up
Competition up, cause I'm raw!

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

The man at hand to rule and school to and reach
The blind to find their way a to z
And be the most and boast the rap
Again, to your domain (yeah kane)
The heat is on, so the fire
Come off the empire, all the higher
Level of depth, one beyond dope
The suckers all scope and hope to but nope
I never let em on top of me
I play em out like a of monopoly
Let em speed around the board an astro
Then send em to for tryin to pass go
Shakin em up, breakin em up, no stuff
But it ain't loud enough
So let the volume increase, never to
I'ma a masterpiece a slip of the tongue like grease
Rippin the mic to shreds, puttin to bed
Code red cause the rhymes is bein
By the asiatic of raw poetry
No hints or clues, you all know me
I go pound for pound and round for round to clown the
Profound bound to go down, uhh
A lyrical knockout, I got clout
My comp should just out
Cause of them can see me
I leave em winan like their was bebe or cece
I get raw!