Real Raw chords by Craig Mack

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Verse 1

How many

know what funk is? Raise your hands

You ready for this world?

Verse 2
Am 
"I can get real raw" plus
my style is hardcore
I'm Craig Mack,
comin in at your backdoor
G 
Am 
My rhymes hit hard,
no games like ping- pong
I'm strong (like who Craig?) Kong!
I'm flexin, what's next
F 
in, my funk track erection
Am 
My licks get the kicks like the
F 
Chinese connection
Am 
F 
Like Damien, the Omen son, I won't run
Am 
I never  ran,
F 
fryin MC's like the Sudan
Gm 
G 
Am 
Craig Mack is like a loaded four- five
Mothers get welfare,
G 
fathers won't survive
Am 
Yo who can get fierce as fierce can get,
get set
I'm ready,
to eat MC's like spaghetti
F 
The see- are- A- I- G Mack is back
Am 
I've blown the world well known,
the man's got it sewn
F 
Zoom zoom zoom,
zoom za- zoom za- zoom
Am 
Three years of waiting,
F 
now here comes kaboom
Am 
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
G 
Am 
I'm real raw,
plus my style is hardcore

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Verse 3

"I can get real raw" plus

my style is hardcore

Verse 4
Am 
Service with the wild style,
freak a smile
G 
Am 
I'm crazier than ever,
please pull my lever
Ooh I can't wait, I'm paid, I see him
Brothers on my jock, a G for padium
F 
MC's that are down please stay down
Am 
Craig Mack for president!
G 
Fuck around
Am 
C 
My nature's to hate ya, my style of MC'in
G 
Am 
to dust and crush I bust every human bein
Dig it, I'm cool but one rule,
don't act fool
G 
My four- fifth's a tool, I have aim
Am 
Hey, hush it down, quiet,
F 
I'm speakin'
Am 
Unique technique and style
F 
that I am freakin'
Am 
Peakin', speakin' like a
F 
deacon or a pastor
Am 
The master, baby, death, okay G?
Let's get back to the issue
F 
with judicial
Am 
Weepin' willow grab a pillow 'fore
F 
I have to diss you
Am 
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

Verse 5

"I can get real raw" plus

my style is hardcore

Verse 6
Am 
F 
Gm 
Yeah, check this out
Am 
I belong in a hospital insane
Life fast lane on the brain like Bruce Wayne
G 
Am 
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,
G 
not so handsome
Am 
I'm grotesque, fuck it,
girls still rub my chest
I'm G with James Brown,
F 
"Give it Up or Turn Me Loose"
Am 
I'm terror on the red lines,
F 
prank phonin Zeus
Am 
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
G 
The blackjack ace to the beatdown max
Am 
Re  lax, this is just wax
on my single
More chips on my shoulder than the
chips made by Pringle
G 
Am 
So how do you figure? I'm
stronger than your liquor
Wild Irish Rose, huh, strike a pose
I'm death to an MC,
F 
below like Jack Dempsey
Am 
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
Am 
"I can get