Luyện nghe bài hát Real Raw

How many know funk is? Raise your hands
You ready for world?

I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
I'm Mack comin' in at your backdoor
My rhymes hit hard, no games like pong
I'm strong, who Craig? Kong!

I'm flexin' what's next in my funk erection
My licks get the kicks the Chinese connection
Like Damien the son, I won't run
I never ran, MC's like the Sudan

Craig Mack is a loaded four-five
Mothers get welfare, fathers won't
Yo, who can get as fierce can get? Get set
I'm ready, to eat MC's spaghetti

The C R A I G is back
I've blown the world well known, the man's got it
zoom zoom, zoom za-zoom za-zoom
Three years of waiting, now here comes

Back off the steel kid, let me get my
You're real slow, get the dick a homo
Got the name, no games, the
I'm real raw, my style is hardcore

I can get real raw, plus my style is
I can get real raw, plus my style is
I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
I can get real raw, my style is hardcore

Service with the wild style, freak a
I'm crazier than ever, pull my lever
Ooh, I wait, I'm paid, I see him
Brothers on my jock, a G for per

MC's are down, please stay down
Craig Mack for President! around
My nature's to ya, my style of MC'in
To dust and I bust every human bein'

Dig it, I'm but one rule, don't act fool
My four-fifth's a tool, I aim
Hey, hush it down, quiet, I'm
Unique technique and style I am freakin'

Peakin', like a deacon or a pastor
The master, baby, death, G?
Let's get back to the issue judicial
Weepin' willow, grab a pillow 'fore I to diss you

I'm concrete, hard as the streets like
Leavin' bleedin', strictly in amazement
with more ups than Alcindor
I'll bend ya, you're tender, next

I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
I can get real raw, plus my is hardcore
I can get real raw, plus my is hardcore
I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
(Yeah, check out)

I belong in a hospital,
Life fast lane on the brain like Wayne
I telltale won't or get stale
'Cause I'm stuck like Braille as I on a 3rd rail

Manson's my grandson, not so
I'm grotesque, fuck it, girls rub my chest
I'm G with Brown, "Give it Up or Turn Me Loose"
I'm terror on the red lines, prank Zeus

Craig Mack's the brother that at random
MC's I 'em 'cause I'm fat as Ralph Kramden
Ras, claat, boy I kill ya
I'm a thriller from here to Manilla

Lay down, but facts, jacks
The ace to the beatdown max
Relax, this is just wax on my
More chips on my shoulder than the made by Pringle

So how do you figure? I'm stronger than liquor
Wild Irish Rose, huh, a pose
I'm death to an MC, below Jack Dempsey
A feedin' frenzy on those that tempt me

One score for the war, see ya
I'm real raw, plus my is hardcore

I can get raw, my style is hardcore
I can get real raw, plus my is hardcore
I'm real raw, my style is hardcore
I'm real raw, plus my is hardcore