Ol' Dirty Bastard (ODB)

Ol' Dirty Bastard (ODB) - Give It To Ya Raw lyrics

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Give it to ya raw!
 Yo  it's that old school shit
 About 12 years old

 Let's get physical  operate your brain to function
 I remember the Gods at the junction
 Conjunction junction what's your function?
 I summed it up as the Ason sumption
 Known on the microphone as Crazy Crucial
 Dippin low on an MC like you and doin you
 Somethin  so step to the shit right now
 Kickin on erything in my god damn town
 Doin expressure, a jam it to deadly
 Daredevil doin, cause I am the U-N
 I-Q-U-E funky fresh
 Funky do he get hype?
 You're motherfuckin right I do
 Ason, break it down sure anytime
 A serious outstandin never end it clever in the rhyme
 Break down your shit, wherever you come
 There's no one who can fuck with Ason
 I paralyze you make you realize who
 Lost concern with my god damn crew
 Quiet as kept when I start any fuckin riots
 Even before you do in my nigga? Don't try it!
 For you to get close enough to my style
 You have to travel miles and miles and miles
 To find a special rhyme like mines, you gotta look
 At what you find in the Brooklyn Zoo
 Raw exit, killin the beat with all your might
 You love a hip hop song baby, I don't wanna be right
 Wake up, what, what, losin your head
 Woke up on the wrong side of the bed
 Juvenile faction of hard, you say you're livin large
 You're the head nigga in charge

 I give it to ya raw!
 I said I give it to ya raaaawww!!
 I'm Ason baby, I'm the Ason baby
 I'm Ason baby, I'm the Ason
 I'm Ason baby, I'm the Ason
 Givin it to ya raw baby
 The raw deal, because

 These lovely rhymes made by the one and only
 I'm Ason, there's nothin phony about me
 Steady of course so hard to handle whip it
 Like a specialist I write my own music
 Now I make ya dance, get drunk or act wild
 Baby sayin "Hey hey I love your style"
 Whether you're sober, known just to holder, casanova
 Get chopped with the lawn mower
 So get busy as Ason perform
 On and on ladies scream my name Ason
 That means the Ason girls fanatic
 Repeat it so much you get a throat infection
 Yo I relieve the ones who believe
 You're in the need of the God degree
 That I build on with style and finesse
 Keep MCs in check like a game of chess
 So to the folks, come to my rehearsals
 I look so good I should be on the commercials
 On TV that tell original lie
 Of the Ason most high
 Who's your Jesus? Stop me and question
 They'll never forget they can choke on position
 Don't charge a cent of excellent
 Add the ingredients of Ason's elements
 Fire, water, cold earth wood
 Yo do the knowledge because it is good
 Enough to overstuff jumbo pack
 Brother like Ason will never be attacked
 A by a nigga couldn't figure how to pull the gun trigger
 And I say yo get the fuck outta here
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Language: English

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