[Intro: Kool Keith, Del the Funky Homosapien]
Raw
Exhalin' the weed, you know

[Verse 1: Kool Keith]
They want lyrical skill to reveal the glamour
The National Anthem, and then some
Movin' heads to Dr. Ross, and the Linn Drum
I'm going for the dunk, and one
Jet propelled, they excel
Lyrics far behind, you spill
Technique, don't see me travel the wheels of steel
Lecture, all think inside
Army rap, let the tank park inside
Your lady gets sparked in the ride
Leave her thinkin' with the puppy eyes
Taco Bell, your MC, most rappers Napoleon Complex, chihuahua size
Then grip up your wig, cufflink in your father's eyes
Touch up your sideburns, uneven hairline
Your girl rock a lacefront
You know the fate, star wig outs is mine

[Chorus: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Raw shit, carved and ready
Straight from the jaw with bars that's deadly
Sun, moon and stars, you aren't a threat, B
Dumb, deaf and blind, you far from hefty
Ready for the raw shit, carved and ready
Straight from the jaw with bars that's deadly
Sun, moon and stars, you aren't a threat, B
Dumb, deaf and blind, you far from hefty
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