Real Raw

* these lyrics appear on the Bulk Recordings reissue on Dreamworks<br><br>{Kool Keith samples are scratched and repeated}<br><br>[Dr. Octagon]<br>With yellow eyes, my green face, my pink and white afro<br>I`m no toy kid, your style is made by Hasbro<br>G`niff gnapp, you think you got that real hip-hop<br>I saw the chart so quickly, watched your album flop<br>I`m Doctor Octo, curlin waste, tourin rhinos<br>Liftin horses, throwin cows at your fake forces<br>You know my gold style, rabbit fur coat style<br>You be freezin with the flu watch you keep sneezin<br>Like Breezly Brewin, your style I`ma have to ruin<br>Chop up your tactics, you gimmick groups need to practice<br>You be there, like Michael Jackson in my atmosphere<br>Gerbils for rectums, I break you off like Richard Gere<br>I`m so fantastic, your metal fist is still plastic<br>Compelled with no threats, your rhymes bounce off my shield<br>New York City, California, roll my Ampex reel<br>No corny loops and assemble with Timberland boots<br>I`m strictly monster with turtlenecks like Frankenstein<br>Drop that mic kid, you lost, so that ass is mine<br><br>Chorus: Dr. Octagon<br> <br>I get real raw -- change arrangements on your face (3X)<br>Superspeed... flowin!<br><br>{Kool Keith samples are scratched and repeated}<br><br>[Dr. Octagon]<br>Doctor Octo, mental disorder, person in alias<br>Fifty-five-six computer tracks on your ass cracks<br>Therapy patient ignored your rhymes in the train station<br>You don`t want none, the vomit`s on your cinnamon bun<br>You still rappin in the city talkin pig latin<br>In fact you no test, you tired man, won`t you rest?<br>Take that sleep with NoDoz, that common style is cheap<br>You bought your mic cord, payola scams the Billboard<br>Slots that`s not hot you settle for the nuts you got<br>Record releases, your crew is wack like chocolate Reese`s<br>Urine stains are spread out, fly colours on your brains<br>You beware, orangutangs tappin on your window<br>Bulls and coyotes, while roaches walk around your poodle<br>Like Shakespeare, genius thoughts pumpin every year<br>MC`s know, retire quick rap like ?? ??<br>Josie Merriweather with blocks on your skin is clever<br>Upright direction, I battle any yeast infection<br>Put missiles to work, my needles in your midsection<br>Hold upright, I burn your anus with the purple light<br>Use up your power, make phone calls for an hour<br><br>Chorus: Dr. Octagon<br> <br>I get real raw -- change arrangements on your face (4X)<br><br>{double tempo and fast scratching}<br>{scratching slows and continues to over Keith samples}<br>{Keith samples end song}