I’m Raw - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Mic check, one, two, on the way to third

Flow sick, put a straitjacket on my words

So sick, they think that something's in the herb

They think I'm gone, but I'm fine, like a woman’s curves

My personality is far from your reality

I'm closer to your girl, now come on, ho, don't embarrass me

There is no comparison, this right here be kerosene

Carousel, parasail, I'm higher than everything

What I spit—You can't drink it, like you're 17

I can show a million pair of eyes what they’ve never seen

And I can do this in whatever the weather brings

Picasso couldn’t paint a better scene, colossal

Now give me the mic and I rock like a fuckin' fossil

I'm mad at the track and I beat it like Hector Camacho

What's poppin? What it do? What's happenin'?

What's crackin'? Que pasa?

The hospital, mi casa su casa

Bad, I'm rad

And these niggas just squares like plaid

And if they’re cool, then I'm cold

I gets money all day like the toll, bitch

[Hook]

I'm raw, I'm raw, I'm raw, I'm raw

I got my brim low, all I can see is the flo'

I'm 'bout to—I'm 'bout to murder this shit

[Verse 2]

I'm a BET soldier, an MTV gangsta

I will be on VH1 when I'm done being famous

Explain shit, I have made my way

And you are just a stain, bitch, you will fade away

And I only leave my house to paper-chase

Yep, off to the jungle, where I feel safe

Like a home run in the bottom of the 9th inning

And I'm fresh like I'm by Mennen, hah

I'm on the clock like 5 minutes

Tryin' to get passed the line of scrimmage

Yeah, and before I leave her thighs bendin'

She give me face first, like she done dived in it, haha

And if she tall, I can climb in it

I usually don't have a time limit

And eatin' pussy ain't a crime, is it? If so

I should start working on my jail visits, you know

I'm in the game, they just sell tickets

Man, I got old bread, like stale biscuits

You feeling froggy, all you gotta do is yell 'Ribbit'

Turn ya ass to a statue, like an exhibit

Now let's get it!

Let me at 'em, leave my cage open

With no pyro, I leave the stage smokin'

Yes, it's Weezy F, bitch

The best thing since breath, bitch! Suffocate

[Hook]

I'm raw, I'm raw, I'm raw, I'm raw

I got my brim low, all I can see is the flo'

I'm 'bout to—I'm 'bout to murder this shit

I'm 'bout to—I'm 'bout to murder this shit, yessir!

[Verse 3]

It go; Uptown, Uptown, Operation Shutdown

Wake up to polices, go to sleep to the gun sounds

And you're not a gorilla, you're a dead monkey

'Cause I got a banana clip in these Red Monkeys

What you said? Don't be afraid to say it twice

And they say life is cheap until you pay the price

It's just like shaking dice, better hope you roll a winner

And if you are a rat, you're just a cobra's dinner, haha

Y'all ain't fuckin with me, you niggas under a G

Like the light part of my feet

And so what them niggas left me?

When it get cold, I turns into Wayne Gretzky

I do's it like it never been done

So you can suck my dick with a elephant's tongue

Bitch, it's Weezy Baby

Motherfucker, I spit rabies

[Hook]

I'm raw, I'm raw, I'm raw, I'm raw

I got my brim low, all I can see is the flo'

I'm 'bout to—I'm 'bout to murder this shit

[Outro]

I murdered that shit

Rest In Peace to this song

See you at the crossroads

That's all I have to say, goodbye

'Til yesterday