Everything Remains Raw - 2021 Remaster

Word up, let me just fuck up with your mind, please (aye)

(Ayo, yo, yo, yo!) Let me fuck up your mind

One time, showin' you the rhythm as I get wreck and get raw

Yeah, I be the man, comin' off, that be raw

It's Busta Rhymes, givin' you much more, so

Yo, y'all (y'all) one more time I come (come)

Knucklehead flow that make you act real dumb

Yo (yo), I burn your food like Florence

Run up in your crib like my name was search warrants

Shut your mouth, nigga, don't you complain

Fix you up, mix you with cut like procaine

Oh! Insane to your brain

Right on your subconscious, I leave my shit stain

I be the mostest with rhyme overdoses

Hot stepping over shit like Ini Kamoze's

Sick lyrics like multiple sclerosis

Focus, while I display flows ferocious

Weak niggas just fall and keep tumbling

Distribute lyrics like I'm hand-to-hand herb hustling

Hardcore like Quick Draw McGraw

Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

Yo, when I step in the place I leave damages

'Nuff bandages on pussy from miscarriages

Yo, watch me bring the newest recipe

Fuck you up quick and condemn you all with leprosy

Let me hit you with flows, that come various

Hah, send you home and make you lie 'bout your alias

Ha-ha, niggas can't see my routine

When I round up my Flipmode niggas and get cream

Hey, you! You know what the fuck I mean

Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Mean Joe Green

Now I'm making you feel the extreme

'Til I black you out then turn on my real high beam

Oh shit, now I got your brains fried

Once you inhale the smoke from my flow, carbon monoxide!

Use your imagination, let me take you higher

Rain hail snow earthquakes, Earth, Wind & Fire

Yo, hit the dirt, get on the floor

I'm that outlaw nigga living right next door

You should just roll out the red carpet (yeah, word up)

All movin' targets (work up), I got you open like supermarkets (word up)

Yo, yo, there's only five years left (what, nigga?)

While niggas is scared to death they breathe they last breath

Days of my life goes on, word is bond

I make you feel my proton, neutron, and electron

Yo, I be the number one icon

Word to the holy Qu'ran, I rock on and on

On and on, hey, on and on and on

You won't understand when I form Voltron

Everything remains raw (word is bond)

I make sure everything remains raw (word is bond, niggas don't really understand shit)

I make sure everything remains raw (niggas don't motherfuckin' know, y'all)

I make sure everything remains raw (Flipmode is the motherfuckin' squad, y'all)

I make sure everything remains raw (I make sure everything remains raw)

I make sure everything remains raw (word is bond, niggas don't know the real shit)

I make sure everything remains raw (there's only five years left!)

I make sure everything remains raw (word is bond, niggas don't know, though)

There's only five years left!

Remember that, nigga

All you, remember that

There's only five years left!