[Craig Mack]  How many know what funk is? Raise your hands  You ready for this world?    "I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore  I'm Craig Mack, comin in at your backdoor  My rhymes hit hard, no games like ping-pong  I'm strong (like who Craig?) Kong!  I'm flexin, what's next in, my funk track erection  My licks get the kicks like the Chinese connection  Like Damien, the Omen son, I won't run  I never ran, fryin MC's like the Sudan  Craig Mack is like a loaded four-five  Mothers get welfare, fathers won't survive  Yo who can get fierce as fierce can get, get set  I'm ready, to eat MC's like spaghetti  The C-R-A-I-G Mack is back  I've blown the world well known, the man's got it sewn  Zoom zoom zoom, zoom za-zoom za-zoom  Three years of waiting, now here comes kaboom  Back off the STEEL kid, let me get my dough  You're real slow, get the DICK like a homo  Got the name, no games, the outlaw  I'm real raw, plus my style is hardcore    "I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore (4X)    Service with the wild style, freak a smile  I'm crazier than ever, PLEASE pull my lever  Oooh I can't wait, I'm paid, I see him  Brothers on my jock, a G for padium  MC's that are down please stay down..  CRAIG MACK FOR PRESIDENT! Fuck around  My nature's to hate ya, my style of MC'in  to dust and crush I bust every human bein  Dig it, I'm cool but one rule, don't act fool  My four-fifth's a tool, I have aim  Hey, hush it down, quiet, I'm speakin  Unique technique and style that I am freakin  Peakin, speakin like a deacon or a pastor  The master, baby, death, okay G?  Let's get back to the issue with judicial  Weepin willow grab a pillow 'fore I have to diss you  I'm concrete, hard as the street, like pavement  Leavin heads bleedin, strictly in amazement  Surrender, with more 'ups than Alcindor  I'll bend ya, you're tender, next agenda    "I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore (4X)    Yeah.. check this out  I belong in a hospital insane  Life fast lane on the brain like Bruce Wayne  A telltale won't fail or get stale  Cause I'm stuck like braille as I walk on a 3rd rail  Manson's my grandson, not so handsome  I'm grotesque -- FUCK IT -- girls still rub my chest  I'm G with James Brown, "Give it Up or Turn Me Loose"  I'm terror on the red lines, prank phonin Zeus  Craig Mack's the brother that attacks at random  MC's I slammed em, cause I'm fat as Ralph Cramdem  Ras, bumba claat, boy I kill ya  MC's I'm a thriller, from here to Manilla  Lay down, nothin but facts, jacks  The blackjack ace to the beatdown max  Relax, this is just wax on my single  More chips on my shoulder than the chips made by Pringle  So how do you figure? I'm stronger than your liquor  Wild Irish Rose, huh, strike a pose  I'm death to an MC, below like Jack Dempsey  A shark feedin frenzy, on those that tempt me  One more score for the war, SEE-YA!  I'm real raw, plus my style is hardcore    "I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore (4X)