Rawness

Yeah, Firing Squad, comin at you<br>Question<br><br>[Chorus 2X: M.O.P.]<br>[Fame] Do you want the rawness?<br>[Mash] NO DOUBT, GIVE IT TO ME, DELIVER IT TO ME, FEEL ME?<br>[Fame] Do you want the rawness?<br>[Mash] NO DOUBT, GIVE IT TO ME, DELIVER IT TO ME, FEEL ME?<br><br>[Verse One: Lil` Fame]<br>We pulled up on the scene (mean) jumped off the Ninjas<br>Stepped through the door and tore the shit off the hinges<br>(SURRENDER!) Listen here, live niggaz stand up<br>(THROW YO` HANDS UP, klak klak) keep `em there<br>(IT`S A SHOWDOWN) MC`s get they caps twist<br>Fuckin with this, lyricist, that rap with the lisp<br>I`m only five feet, and about six inches<br>But I`m still the first to burst the first nigga that flinches<br>Manslaughter rappers by the alphabet (I`M OUT TO GET)<br>A million plus, let my guns bust (THEN I`M OUT THIS SHIT)<br>Write editorial, killin `em dead<br>Throwin these lyrical doe blows to the head that slaughter you<br>It`s the bell-ringin, gun-slingin, "Downtown Swingin"<br>Brownsville slugger ex-mutha-for-ya-nucca<br>So come correctly when testin this<br>Memories of my enemies rest in piss<br><br>[Chorus] - Tef instead of Fame<br><br>[Verse Two: Teflon]<br>Uhh, uhh<br>I hit the public with a freestyle, rock them, left my mark<br>Staked my claim up in this here game, Fame gave me the start<br>Gettin hype yo, put it in nitro, goin psycho on the low<br>A lot of y`all niggaz predicted that I might blow<br>Whoever heard of me know I give tracks, 3rd degree burns<br>Give me a turn to earn mine, hurt `em internally<br>Acapella, to keep it locked forever for this cheese<br>Now Jay-Z what if they don`t freeze, then I`ma Roc-A-Fella<br>To all my lil` G`s holdin steel on parole<br>Who won`t give a fuck, who smoke trees and take golden seals<br>Who hold the `Ville down, Home Team keep my chrome clean<br>Catch me out there blowin for the cream (that`s right)<br>Never fold, some say I`m a role model behind the scenes<br>All I want is the cream, a warm pussy and a cold bottle<br>Y`all know my motto, bring it at them for the platinum<br>Keep a tight ass, Danze, bring in the anthem<br><br>[Chorus] - Danze instead of Tef<br><br>[Verse Three: Billy Danze]<br>Yo here we go again! (Here we go again) Ain`t nuttin happenin<br>Son (son) we just rappin to be rappin<br>Hardcore is what we know, it`s our life and our music<br>We put it on wax, and the mainstream refuse it<br>{? don`t use it) to glamourfy the rest<br>While we, the First Family is livin with stress<br>We`ve been blessed, with infrared, to see through you<br>My people got talent, that`s un-believe-able<br>(But still) they won`t give us no leeway<br>So we DECIDE to RIDE the M.O.P. way<br>Dominatin (uhh) regulatin (yeahh)<br>Non move fakin (yeahh) I`m talkin rapid record breakin (c`mon)<br>You come across town from cute, and you`ll find Bill<br>In the `Ville where it feels like Beirut<br>SALUTE! Remember I`ll dismember your legs<br>The Firing Squad member need bread...