Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Real Raw , by - Dr. Octagon. Song from the album Dr. Octagonecologyst, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 06.05.1996
Record label: Bulk
Song language: English
Real Raw |
| With yellow eyes, my green face, my pink and white afro |
| Im no toy kid, your style is made by hasbro |
| Gniff gnapp, you think you got that real hip-hop |
| I saw the chart so quickly, watched your album flop |
| Im doctor octo, curlin waste, tourin rhinos |
| Liftin horses, throwin cows at your fake forces |
| You know my gold style, rabbit fur coat style |
| You be freezin with the flu watch you keep sneezin |
| Like breezly brewin, your style ima have to ruin |
| Chop up your tactics, you gimmick groups need to practice |
| You be there, like michael jackson in my atmosphere |
| Gerbils for rectums, I break you off like richard gere |
| Im so fantastic, your metal fist is still plastic |
| Compelled with no threats, your rhymes bounce off my shield |
| New york city, california, roll my ampex reel |
| No corny loops and assemble with timberland boots |
| Im strictly monster with turtlenecks like frankenstein |
| Drop that mic kid, you lost, so that ass is mine |
| Chorus: dr. |
| octagon |
| I get real raw -- change arrangements on your face (3x) |
| Superspeed… flowin! |
| Doctor octo, mental disorder, person in alias |
| Fifty-five-six computer tracks on your ass cracks |
| Therapy patient ignored your rhymes in the train station |
| You dont want none, the vomits on your cinnamon bun |
| You still rappin in the city talkin pig latin |
| In fact you no test, you tired man, wont you rest? |
| Take that sleep with nodoz, that common style is cheap |
| You bought your mic cord, payola scams the billboard |
| Slots thats not hot you settle for the nuts you got |
| Record releases, your crew is wack like chocolate reeses |
| Urine stains are spread out, fly colours on your brains |
| You beware, orangutangs tappin on your window |
| Bulls and coyotes, while roaches walk around your poodle |
| Like shakespeare, genius thoughts pumpin every year |
| Mcs know, retire quick rap like? |
| ?? |
| ? |
| Josie merriweather with blocks on your skin is clever |
| Upright direction, I battle any yeast infection |
| Put missiles to work, my needles in your midsection |
| Hold upright, I burn your anus with the purple light |
| Use up your power, make phone calls for an hour |
| Chorus: dr. |
| octagon |
| I get real raw -- change arrangements on your face (4x) |