Remain Raw - Clear Soul Forces

Fab Five, uh, uh, uh, yeah

I done had a genesis since ninety six

A Nintendo since 98, you niggas 64 bit

With disc and can’t get your game straight

What a candidate, going from town to town

Running your race of sound but I hate your style

All that singing and shit should be left for bitches and gowns

You got a crowd and they giving you pounds

You laugh to the bank but who is the clown?

When liquors out and records loud

I bet you be feeling proud, creating the aisle for po-po to profile

But steadily screaming you wild, with guns that pow, moving the loud

Exactly why they locking us down, what makes me frown

Ain’t ya trap style, it’s your rap style

So what if a nigga dropped out?

I’m teaching sun up to sundown, your lyricism done been exiled

Mos Def style in the x-files

Duchovny David two playlist just hit repeat now

What you putting out, better represent

Ancestry to me ain’t die for this

Pushing your chains and whips

How are you not still on a slave ship?

Come on bitch, use your mind to master the real opponent

They have us on television is looking like bologna

Pussy us out like ponies

They ride us until we knowingly forfeit intelligence

When you just have to quit ignoring

Ev-ery-thing remains raw

Nigga I make sure shit remains raw

Nah, we make sure shit remains raw

Nah, E make sure shit remains raw

So we make sure shit remains raw

Cause y’all niggas not spitting real shit no more

Why you rap like you lack the first through that thirty third vertebrae

Three hundred and sixty five more whole days passed

(And) four more grey hairs sprouted up out my black ass

All of these sleepless nights strategizing when lyrics collide over these beats

Tweak it til it’s magnefique, do we still be roaming the streets

(Creep) looking for something to eat, see, I’m not into the deception of

perception

I wrap sandwiches and songs way better than you expected

My profession is manifesting these syllables into something that’ll touch you

in the spirit

We got a rap God, it’s enough death

We need uplift, certain that I’m accepting my purpose on this go round

Breaking this flower down (down)

Learning to map my mind around

While I make sure that shit remains raw

That’s why we make sure that shit remains raw

Just be true, do you, that shit remains raw

Cause we don’t want to hear that weak shit no more