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Dice Raw - Brain Softener lyrics
[Verse 1] Since I been peein' straight, striaght crime's been my mindstate Proud to be a petty thief ever since four feet But I make dis records so rappers would have to advance And stop wearin' the same corny watches and leather pants Psych, I don't give a fuck, rock your ice Just don't step out of line or you'll get rocked by Dice I toured around the world like Tina and Ike Brought the house down in Sicily and Milan Fucked all types of women like your sister and mom Ask around your breakfast table, you'll say "Raw's the bomb" Slow down son, you can't go one round with Dice, dude I make clowns like you bow down like Ice Cube Women, I make 'em feel like they gave birth to God Grip 'em by their pigtails, make 'em slurp the rod Catch a Mack-11 slug with a pair of chopsticks Cut a priest off at the funeral to rock shit [Chorus] Nigga I'm the real Raw, all y'all others be fakin' Tryin' to gain fame off the name I'm makin' Talkin' all that shit like you can get some You just a sucka, you can't get a fuckin' crumb Man I'm the real Raw, all y'all others be fakin' Tryin' to gain fame off the name I'm makin' Talkin' all that shit like you can get some You just a sucka, and can't get a fuckin' crumb [Verse 2] I ain't lettin' niggas rap no more without my approval or stamp I'm drunk on power, I don't feel the weed or the champ' Voices like a million watts pumpin' out, goin' amped Hit niggas bang pow to the moon like Ralph Kramp Once I'm there, carve the moon into a pair of dice Or put a star in a jelly jar and use it for a night light Give it to my daughter, bomb your headquarters It's Dic |
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