Here I am . . . R-A-W
 terrorist, here to bring trouble to
 phoney emcees, I move on and sieze
 I just conquer, and stomp another rapper with ease
 Cause I'm at my apex and others are be-low
 nothing but a milliliter, I'm a kilo
 Second to none, making emcees run
 Also don't try to step to me, cause I ain't the one
 I relieve rappers just like Tylenol
 and they know it, so I don't see why you all
 try to front, perpetrating a stunt
 when you know that I'll smoke you up like a blunt
 I'm genuine like Gucci, raw like sushi
 The Sage of Rage is what rap did to me
 To make me want to create chaos and mayhem
 cold rock a party, until the A.M.
 I'll make a muscle, grab the mike and hustle
 while you stand dazed and amazed, I'll bust a little rhyme
 with authority, superiority
 and captivate the whole crowd's majority
 The rhymes I use definately amuse
 better than Dynasty or Hill Street Blues
 I'm sure to score, endure for more without a flaw
 Cause I get RAW!

 Verse Two:

 I give a speech like a reverend, rappers start severin
 and in my lifetime, believe I've never been beaten
 or eaten, or just tookin out
 you know, come to think about, I keep emcees lookin out
 And real nervous, when I'm at your service
 Also give me that title boy, you don't deserve this
 I work like a slave to become a master
 And when I say a rhyme, you know that it has ta
 be perfectly fitted, cause I'm committed
 the entertainer and trainer and Kane'll get with it
 I go and flow and grow to let you know, I'll damage ya
 I'm not an amateur but a professional unquestionable, without a doubt superb
 Also full of action, my name should be a verb
 My voice will float, on every note
 when I clear my throat, that's all she wrote
 The minute that the Kane starts to go on
 believe it's gonna be smooth sailing so sail on
 As I put other rappers out of their misery
 Get em in a battle and make them all history
 Rulin and schoolin, emcees that I'm duelin
 watch em all take a fall, as I sit back coolin
 on a throne, with a bronze microphone
 Uhm, God bless the child that can hold his own
 Cause I get raw!

 Verse Three:

 chillin, killin like a villain
 the meaning of RAW is Ready And Willing
 to do whatever is clever, take a loss never
 And the rhymes I bust, comin off is a must
 And I come off hard with rhymes that are odd
 I rip the microphone and leave it scarred
 Never smokin or hittin or takin a sniff
 Only crushin emcees that be tryin to riff
 I get strong and titanic, do work like a mechanic
 make emcees panic, they all get frantic
 And skeptic, like a girl on a contraceptive
 As I rocked, but hey, what you expected?
 I'll get raw for ya, just like a warrior
 rather like a samurai, and I;ll be damn if I
 ever let a Fisher-Price emcee hang
 their rhymes are toy, nothing but ying yang
 So if we battle on the microphone
 bring your own casket and tombstone
 And I'ma preach your funeral, tell me who in the world
 could ever come with more, I get RAW