The End Of Your World - Dice Raw

I hit the 28th floor, step into a boardroom filled with execs

Manager flippin', five seconds from breakin' they necks

All of a sudden I threw in a cassette

The room’s filled with silence, all eyes on me, they wonder what’s next

New rule suckas, y’all lose suckas

Scream when you had enough punishment, after this, I run the shit

Pack your bags, I push rappers in front of movin' cabs

You wanna swing with us, but I’m duckin' your jabs

A mindreader, I pounce like a cheetah or a panther

With a Walkman on, high on Anthrax

If your question «Where them raw niggas?», here’s your answer

Girls (pick up the panties), aiyyo thugs (get out your handguns)

Now turn 'em on yourself

I got your style in my fridge on the shelf next to the tofu

A roadblock in niggas' careers, you can’t go through

Raw is the nigga to fear, and rehearsal’s where y’all should go to

Aiyyo, Dice, motherfuckin' Raw

Back the fuck up off me, you’re killin' me hardly at all

Man, just let a nigga do, his thing

Watch out 'fore you, get dealt

Dice, motherfuckin' Raw

Back the fuck up off me, you’re killin' me hardly at all

Just let a nigga do his thing

Watch out 'fore you, get dealt

There’s always been wack rappers, they been here a second after rap’s start

But I don’t know why real MC’s, let 'em get this far

But as the new caretaker, of Hip-Hop's graveyard

Reclaimin' the dead, I got new jacks wettin' they bed

Hop on like the boogieman and fuckin' sever they head

Or bury them alive, and suffocate 'em instead

Fill they tombstones out, throw your ass in a ditch

'Cause when you in my zone, you die when you forget

Like when you forget who you are, or forget how to spit

Niggas bit Biggie Smalls, now they think they the shit

I remember everybody rhymed like Rakim

Niggas used to tongue-twist, it’s gotten worse than then

Nowadays you’re all hustlers, with a billy (?) stash

Don’t give a fuck, 'cause it’s all about the cash

And what is beef, sleep with the heat?

Yeah right, with water guns, y’all wouldn’t wet up Sesame Street

Aiyyo, Dice, motherfuckin' Raw

Back the fuck up off me, you’re killin' me hardly at all

Man, just let a nigga do, his thing

Watch out 'fore you, get dealt

Dice, motherfuckin' Raw

Back the fuck up off me, you’re killin' me hardly at all

Just let a nigga do his thing

Watch out 'fore you, get dealt