Everything Remains Raw Lyrics by Busta Rhymes

Everything Remains Raw Lyrics

    Word up, let me just fuck with your mind, please
    Aiy! Aiyyo-yo-yo, yo! Let me fuck up your mind
    On time, showin, you the, rhythm
    as I get wreck and get raw
    Yeah I be the man, comin off, that be raw
    It's Busta Rhymes givin you much more
    So...

    Yo y'all (y'all) one more time I come
    Knucklehead flow that make you act REAL DUMB
    Yo (yo), I burn your food like Florence
    Run up in your crib like my name was search warrants
    Shut your mouth nigga don't you complain
    Fix you up, mix you with cut like pro-caines
    Ooh!! Insane to your brain
    Right on your subconscious, I leave my SHIT stain
    I be the mostest with rhyme overdoses
    Hot stepping over shit like Ini Kamoze's
    Sick lyrics like multiple sclerosis
    Focus, while I display flows ferocious
    Weak niggaz just fall and keep tumbling
    Distribute lyrics like I'm hand to hand herb hustling
    Hardcore like Quick Draw McGraw
    Fuck what you heard you ain't heard this before

    I make sure everything remains raw (4X)

    Yo, when I step in the place I leave damages
    Nuff bandages on pussy from miscarriages
    Yo, watch me bring the newest recipe
    Fuck you up quick and condemn you all with leprosy
    Let me hit you with flows, that come various
    Hahh, send you home and make you lie bout your alias
    Ha-ha, niggaz can't see my routine
    When I round up my Flipmode niggaz and get cream
    Hey, you! You know what the fuck I mean
    Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Mean Joe Green
    Now I'm making you feel the extreme
    Till I black you out then turn on my real high beam
    Oh shit, now I got your brains fried
    Once you inhale smoke from my flow, CARBON MONOXIDE!
    Use your imagination, let me take you higher
    Rain hail snow earthquakes, Earth Wind & Fire
    Yo, hit the dirt, get on the floor
    I'm that outlaw nigga living right next door
    You should just roll out the red carpet
    All movin targets, I got you open like supermarkets
    (Word up, word up) Yo yo, there's only five years left
    While niggaz is scared to death they breathe they last breath
    Days of my Life goes on, word is bond
    I make you feel my proton, neutron, and electron
    Yo, I be the number one icon
    Word to the holy Qu'ran, I rock on and on
    On and on, hey, on and on and on
    You won't understand when I form Voltron
    Hahahaha, everything remains raw

    * in background: I make sure everything remains raw * (7X)

    Word is bond, niggaz don't really understand shit
    Niggaz don't motherfuckin know y'all, hahah
    Flipmode is the motherfuckin Squad y'all, hahah
    I make sure everything remains raw, hahah
    Word is bond, niggaz don't know the real shit
    There's only five years left! Word is bond
    Niggaz don't know though
    There's only five years left! Hahah
    Remember that nigga, all you, remember that
    There's only five years left! Hahaha

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