Babyface – R.a.w. lyrics

[Intro: Babyface Fensta]
Oh shit, scrappin' pain...
So what, fuck you, one day...
But now... give it to 'em raw, baby
Give it to 'em hardcore, baby
Give it to 'em raw, no condom?
Damn... fucking condoms

[Babyface Fensta]
I look like the softest nigga in the world, don't I?
Typical, but fuck what you think
Mushroom head, do stab face, pussy lip
Ass eater, I toke steel like a samurai
Represent Clarkson Ave., so I be damned if I
Commit Harry Carry with this aparatis
Superstar status required, I want a page in Esquire
And a spot in your collection, til your life expentency expires
I bust like a back-up nut, in a virgin
Cum hard, as erections, spitting the AIDS virus
At orgasm, you can't phatom how deep the shit you in
Cuz she wore no protection, like Bobby
Dreaming about fucking was his hobby
Came home from a bid, and slid up in cabin's raw
Hit the belly of the beast, work release
Is where he saw his dick dripping, urinary track infection
Should of studied his lessons, wouldn't have to observe for hours
The medical profession...

[Interlude: Babyface Fensta]
Ain't that right, shit?
Yo, this bitch is a trick, for real
Give it to 'em, like what?
Give it to 'em raw, bitch you don't deserve my dick
I'm tired of fucking ya'll with no condom, for real
I ain't got no babies, yet

[Babyface Fensta]
You a pussy eater, I'm a pussy beater
You a protistent, I'm a pugilest, fuck your testament
I'm a master combatent, Space Ghost gave mouth to virtual gat
Fire it, your flow needs Midas, silence
Savages in the pursuit of happiness
Living in Madonna's world, snotbox rolls, rock
Your equilibrium, your schedule dues
Status report, you need more vegetables
In your diet, red if you ride it
You ride and you just got started, took it personal
Emotion, bitch, the catalyst
Like Sony did it over there, zip ya lip
Come here, the tales of a true rebel
Who drug you, through the mud like rainy
Football scrimmages, holographic images
Shift in ya mind, swift like wind ninjas
Babyface of Manchuria, last young pupil from 5 Deadly Venoms
Get up in 'em like rough sex
With ya dream bitch, I'm vex, the pussy ain't shit
A whore's son, I'm dope like Sandra and Heroin, muthafucka

[Interlude: Babyface Fensta]
Yeah... give it to 'em raw, hardcore...
Hardcore... give it to 'em raw...
Give it to 'em raw, baby, hardcore, baby...
Give it to 'em raw, baby, no condom, again?

[Babyface Fensta]
First origin, Lonbrook cook
Listen, look, two in that, this Detroit Piston
From Brooklyn, East 95th and Clarkson
You barking, up the wrong tree
Life's full of suprises, like, underestimating me
And kissing the canvas, I brandish, outlandish artillery
A two-five raven, eighteen shot extended clip
Easy to murder, a nigga in the dance, with
I'm no thug, just don't take no shit
Never live foul, like not washing ya hands after taking a piss
And giving me a pound, unless ya pussy test
Then you get one in out your chest

[Outro: Babyface Fensta]
Yeah... yeah.. chest...
Muthafuckas, raw... raw.. yo baby, yo baby
Come on, baby, come on, baby
You gotta get it up for me, come on
I just made you bust like 4 nuts, girl...
And I ain't got fuckin' AIDS
Haha, faggot muthafuckas