Remain Raw
[Verse 1: Ilajide]
Fab Five, uh, uh, uh, yeah
I done had a genesis since ninety six
A Nintendo since 98, you niggas 64 bit
With disc and can't get your game straight
What a candidate, going from town to town
Running your race of sound but I hate your style
All that singing and shit should be left for bitches and gowns
You got a crowd and they giving you pounds
You laugh to the bank but who is the clown?
When liquors out and records loud
I bet you be feeling proud, creating the aisle for po-po to profile
But steadily screaming you wild, with guns that pow, moving the loud
Exactly why they locking us down, what makes me frown
Ain't ya trap style, it's your rap style
So what if a nigga dropped out?
I'm teaching sun up to sundown, your lyricism done been exiled
Mos Def style in the x-files
Duchovny David two playlist just hit repeat now
What you putting out, better represent
Ancestry to me ain't die for this
Pushing your chains and whips
How are you not still on a slave ship?
Come on bitch, use your mind to master the real opponent
They have us on television is looking like bologna
Pussy us out like ponies
They ride us until we knowingly forfeit intelligence
When you just have to quit ignoring
[Hook: Ilajide]
Ev-ery-thing remains raw
Nigga I make sure shit remains raw
Nah, we make sure shit remains raw
Nah, E make sure shit remains raw
So we make sure shit remains raw
Cause y'all niggas not spitting real shit no more
[Verse 2: E-Fav]
Why you rap like you lack the first through that thirty third vertebrae
Three hundred and sixty five more whole days passed
(And) four more grey hairs sprouted up out my black ass
All of these sleepless nights strategizing when lyrics collide over these beats
Tweak it til it's magnefique, do we still be roaming the streets
(Creep) looking for something to eat, see, I'm not into the deception of perception
I wrap sandwiches and songs way better than you expected
My profession is manifesting these syllables into something that'll touch you in the spirit
We got a rap God, it's enough death
We need uplift, certain that I'm accepting my purpose on this go round
Breaking this flower down (down)
Learning to map my mind around
While I make sure that shit remains raw
That's why we make sure that shit remains raw
Just be true, do you, that shit remains raw
Cause we don't want to hear that weak shit no more