Real Raw Craig Mack

[Intro]
How many know what funk is? Raise your hands
You ready for this, world?

[Verse 1]
I can get real raw, plus my style is hardcore
I'm Craig Mack, comin' in at your backdoor
My rhymes hit hard, no games like ping-pong
I'm strong (Like who, Craig?), Kong
I'm flexin', what's next in, my funk track erection
My licks get the kicks like The Chinese Connection
Like Damien, the omen son, I won't run
I never ran, fryin' MCs like the Sudan
Craig Mack is like a loaded four-five
Mothers get welfare, fathers won't survive
Yo, who can get fierce as fierce can get? Get set
I'm ready to eat MCs like spaghetti
The C-R-A-I-G Mack is back
I've blown the world, well-known, the man's got it sewn
Zoom-zoom-zoom, zoom, za-zoom, za-zoom
Three years of waiting, now here comes kaboom
Back off the steel, kid, let me get my dough
You're real slow, get the dick like a homo
Got the name, no games, the outlaw
I'm real raw, plus my style is hardcore