(Chorus)

Billy give you the raw
If you didn’t want it What you listening for?
Christopher Wallace When I kick in the door
The system abolished Is the mission for sure
This is the cure

I give you the raw
If you didn’t want it What you listening for?
Christopher Wallace
When I kick in the door
The system abolished
Is the mission for sure
This is the cure

I give you the raw

(Verse 1)

Indoors
With the pipe and the slippers
I’ll be back for breakfast
Smoke me a kipper

Stars align like the big dipper
The script flipper
These little sprats
Looking like a fish dinner

Sip the Kingfisher
Your boy Billy spit flames
Better get the fie extinguisher

The Militia
Peep the vision
We pop the champagne
Spark the cigar
When we complete the mission

You paid the fee for admission
Best to exit through the gift shop
When you leave the exhibition

The channel’s live
The electrician
You know all we do is spark mad izm

Mad charged
Now the madman is at large
Wild like rock stars
Who smash guitars

I get nasty
Old school
Nasty Nas
Weed plants in the plastic jars

We hug trees
But don’t save the planet
The main aim
Is to make a packet
This is strictly top shelf
Better raise the bracket

Classic like a jacket by Hackett
These man are buggin’ out
Acting erratic

Loop the break
Vinyl with the static
Staring at the screen
And trying not to panic

(Chorus)

I give you the raw
If you didn’t want it
What you listening for?

Christopher Wallace
When I kick in the door
The system abolished
Is the mission for sure
This is the cure

I give you the raw
If you didn’t want it
What you listening for?

Christopher Wallace
When I kick in the door
The system abolished
Is the mission for sure
This is the cure

I give you the raw

(Verse 2)

Outside
With the mask and the hand gel
What goes around
Like Grand Puba Maxwell

Fling your E.T. games in the landfill
Bring your whole campaign run
To a stand still

Crop the daffodil
Non stop when I’m at the wheel
Over your head
Like Shaq O’Neal

Crack a real cold tin
Then he goes in
What you doing down the deep end
When you don’t swim?

Situations get so grim
These man are psycho
Twist your light bulb
‘Til it goes dim

Eat the steamed Dim Sum
And the fried fish
With the same chopsticks
I use to catch flies with

The next wave
I make your ship capsize quick
Indicate a seismic shift
In the climate

Planetary alignment
All out of whack
Look at all these slave-masters posing
As I count my stack

For the counter-attack
It’s the soundtrack
Listening to Lootpack
Rolling up the loud pack

From the Serengeti desert
To the Australian outback
High Plains
We all about that

(Chorus)

I give you the raw
If you didn’t want it
What you listening for?

Christopher Wallace
When I kick in the door
The system abolished
Is the mission for sure
This is the cure

I give you the raw
If you didn’t want it
What you listening for?

Christopher Wallace
When I kick in the door
The system abolished
Is the mission for sure
This is the cure

I give you the raw