* - clean version is the only version that exists 



Intro:



Oooh baby I like it raw

Yeah baby I like it rawww (with your MC at the epicenter)

Oooh baby I like it raw (sup boo?  sup?  sup baby?)

Yeah baby I like it rawww

Oooh baby I like it raw (it's E-40 man)

Yeah baby I like it rawww (sup baby?)

Oooh baby I like it raw (I see y'all, I see you whassup y'all)

Yeah baby I like it raww (sup??  SUP???)



Shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yeah shimmy yay

Gimme the mic so I can take it away

Off on a natural charge, bon voyage

Yeah from the home of the Dodger, Brooklyn squad

WU-TANG!  Killa beez on the swarm

Reign on your college-aXX disco dorm

For you to even touch my skill

You gotta go the one killa bee and he ain't for the kill



Verse One: MC Eiht



I'm givin you that funky funky aXX-sXXX

(That sXXX) that you gotsa ta fXXX wit

So stand back cause I don't hope my funk

threw a bunk on your silly billy aXX and you too soft

I'm givin that brain a little tickle

I'm thicker than a buXX-lickin indo popsicle (popsicle)

Fool you know I'm too cold

I leave that ass hangin, hangin like a bXXXX on hold

can suck my DING, you bring like static

I shoots like a fXXXXn automatic (automatic)

Classy ------- I'm in em

I'm deadly like a m---------n snake's, venom

So it's on bad cuz these zaggin come around your block

and we strapped with the Mac

And you get served like a clucker

E four oh and the Eiht, down with that dirty moXXXXXXer

Geyeah



Interlude: [backwards verse]



The nigga that discovered electricity

Yo gimee some of that Hurricane SO!



Verse Two: E-40, Ol Dirty



Cookin y'all on the burner inside a Rolex

Clocked, to a fat ass nXXXa clad in black, honk!

Might act my color but now E four oh ain't no dummy though

Might not know how to read and write but I do know how to count money hoe

NXXXa this game ain't wrinkled, hoe I don't need no starsight

to serious aXX nXXXa twenty-first of March

Time's up in this b---h right, East West whoride

BXXXXes don't understand my isht that we be servin



Uhhhh, I'm from the Bed-Stuy, now do or die

I got somethin for your a-- now I'm passin lye

See E-40 Click roll thick like a hoe drippin ----

The A-von, isht



Chorus:



Oooh baby I like it raw

Yeah baby I like it rawww

Oooh baby I like it raw

Yeah baby I like it rawww

Oooh baby I like it raw

Yeah baby I like it rawww

Oooh baby I like it raw

Yeah baby I like it rawww



Verse Three: Ol Dirty Bastard



Most MC's get all too hyped

From the tent we'll rhyme and take you out with a tank

It's not MC just an MC bee

Weak on your words you never thought of by freein

positive thoughts that I let come out

Ask the God A-SON I know what it's about

On the mic I'm a leader, school I was a reader

When it come to f----n I'm a strong good breeder

MC max and we worn out wax

Collect the cash money, without ever being taxed

and then I, got your attention

I'd like to mention, DON'T BATTLE ME at any rap convention



Yo I'd like to give a shout out

to all you live zaggin out there

And also like to give a shout out

to all you punk ------ out there

I wanna give a shout out

to all the true black women, because I love you

And I also wanna give a shout out

To them fake a-- b----s out there

YaknowhatI'msayin?