Ain't no stopping me, I keep it locked down
On the way to the top, it's getting hot now
I'm blasting your block, Better watch out
On the way to the top, it's getting hot
Get puked on or move away, so I'm moving the game
Put your head on a platter, I'm consuming your brain
Sputter words like an engine like I'm puking a train
I love indigestion, I'm sick, so I'd do it again
Fake rappers for lunch, and your ears for dinner
Spit it out on these punks, I'm losing weight, getting thinner
I'm nasty with the mic, yeah I'm a sinner
Control it all night, with it I love to stick it in her
This middle finger's aiming straight to your throat
This ain't a joke, I make you choke
Break your bones, till you evaporate to blazing smoke
Cold-blooded and raw, I murder like Saw
I've heard of y'all, I vomit words while you mutter and call
You know it's us slowly suffocating your esophagus
So disgusted when I flow and bust
You feeling Raw Knowledge, I fill it until you blow it up
Get your hands high to the sky, you're about to throw it up!
The game's got me disappointed
I'ma have to destroy it
Control the mic like a joystick
Fake rappers anointed kings, surprise I spoiled it
I left it in your toilet, drowning in the water, it's you're a toy kid, enjoy it
Word-sick, bacteria, disease manifested
Fill your ears, have your brain seized and digested
What you cooked with the yeast in your yeast infection
Sweet and precious into bitter and rotten
Beaten reckless in your stomach
I'm the fire burning, something raw and rugged
Percentage, always give it a hundred, I'm abundant
I'm beloved in the underground, the Cavemen Republic
and I love it right back, cuz I'm banned in public
But I'm a rebel, I'm no puppet, I vomit to serve justice
But it don't even matter does it?
You'd think it's straight rubbish
I spit word-vomit, acknowledge it's Raw Knowledge
Keep it sick and valid, till this vomits got you all demolished