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Raid (feat. MED)

Album: Madvillain Durasi: 2:30
[00:01.91]Two, two, one, two
[00:03.73]How Doom hold heat, and preach non-violence?
[00:12.92]Shh, he 'bout to start the speech, c'mon, silence
[00:15.43]On one scary night, I saw the light, heard a voice
[00:18.61]That sound like Barry White said, "Sure you're right"
[00:20.44]Don't let me find out who tried to bite
[00:22.58]They better off goin' to fly a kite in a firefight
[00:25.00]During tornado time with no coat then I caught ya
[00:27.68]Wrote the book on rhymes, a note from the author
[00:29.88]With no head shot, he said it's been a while
[00:32.05]Got a breadwinner style to get a inner child up in to smile
[00:34.74]And that's no exaggeration, the doctor told a patient
[00:37.99]"It's all in your imagination Negro"
[00:40.44]Ah, what do he know? About the buttery flow
[00:43.11]He need to cut the ego, trippin', to date the
[00:45.89]Metal Fellow been rippin' flows, since New York
[00:47.95]Plates was ghetto yellow with broke blue writing
[00:50.12]This is too exciting
[00:51.32]Folks leave out the show feelin' truly enlightened
[00:53.94]They say, "The Villain been spittin' enough lightning
[00:56.38]To rock shock the Boogie Down to Brighton," aight then
[00:58.84]Yeah, check, it's enough
[01:16.29]Uh, yeah, now
[01:18.75]How Med hold heat like Clint East is reborn?
[01:20.44]Lethal with more holes than a dartboard
[01:22.89]Haters watch him, Hennessey double shot drink
[01:25.59]Like the answer to the problem's at the bottle's bottom
[01:27.65]Uh, from the [Incomprehensible] that homey pay how you owe me
[01:30.64]My niggaz take no like Kobe
[01:32.31]Even with the the arms of the Hawk, you couldn't hold me
[01:34.63]From gettin' mines, stogies be rolled, smokin' and gettin' by
[01:37.26]Thanks to rap I ain't got a dime
[01:39.05]Got me sneakin' out of checkout lines with bottles by the waist side
[01:42.05]Yeah, smack 'em in the face, let 'em taste pride
[01:44.30]Face trial, end up washed up like the shorelines
[01:46.76]Do or die ride, how the dead return
[01:49.00]Street turns, keep me in this dirt, like an earthworm
[01:51.79]What he spit hits and grows, will brothers ever learn
[01:54.06]Worth a word, chat with a nerd, meeting adjourned
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