Raid - T-K.A.S.H., The Conscious Daughters, Sandy Griffith

Grew up in the ghetto

Rocks stars, heavy metal, fellows peddlin' pebbles

Cop cars full of devils, hit the set in severals

Try they best to set us up and get us up in the federals

Emerson, Carter, Oakland Tech

Went to Mac summer school, ask Bean from the West

Sixteen with a vest, big dreams of a Tec

Forty-five and a chop, tryin' to lock up the block

Peasant as an adolescent but I grew to be king

Jedi Prince, Bombthreatt dropped and I ain’t looked back since

But for a minute, I just took that glimpse

Thank God, I did not decide to cook that brick

UnderMobb, Stolen Legacy, I shook that shit

Most of 'em wasn’t Guerrillas, they just look that shit

Half of us still speak, through it all still weak

But it all back together, come with some real heat

It’s the caramel light chocolate catastrophic

Lyrical mosh pit, huh, the floss chick

Invincible to weak MC’ss that never seen me

Comin' at a hundred degrees, I’m like fleas

That make ya itch, the wicked witch of the West

Savage mic flower, unseen too fresh

Creepin' out the dark with them blows to the guts

'Cause you never see me comin' from up out the cut, what?

We Raid, raid on, raid on

See us skee skirt, we work, ready to ride

I’m in my t-shirt, we serve, ready to fight

The street sweeper, bleed ya, freedom or die

Now who could see her, we the, dirtiest kind

Never beat, GOP’s with these golden gloves

We’d rather see 'em in the streets with these golden slugs

It’s K1, Nigga show me love

We never beat, never weak, TCD, we thug, we mobbin'

We take the ride on, shine on, light that touch

Keep the fight on, ride on lies that cut

We collide on, rhyme on rise and bust

On they crime on — life to divide us up

Keep it basic, niggas want improvements now

Nigga face it, they wanna keep the movement down

Fuck what they said, we comin' with the proven sound

It’s that bay shit, guaranteed to move the crowd, we sayin'

We Raid, raid on, raid on

I got that sin juice flowin', thick in the veins

And I’m finna set it off without no restraints

Lookin' strange, before I blow out gauge

On the front page news see me center stage

CMG the squaw with the native tongue

Never bitin' on a rhyme and still keepin' 'em sprung

West coast gangsta, savage beastie

Feastin' on wack mcs discreetly

I’m mad at you hoes cause y’all don’t feel it

We holdin' up a mirror to the streets, now who the realest

For real it, Bitch, the ballot or the bullet?

My finger’s on the trigger for my freedom I’ma pull it (I'ma pull it)

Now check it cause you might get hurt

See we clappin' off the straps if the rap don’t work

(Shit, don’t make us have to do that dirt

I got this freedom in my drawz, conscious daughters for the cause

Identify genocide, ride or die, we wreck

Guerrilla Funk, hard truth, we devise respect

Break through to the youth, keepin lies in check

For my troops and the fruit — NOI connect

Have pride, you could rise and confide in us

Keep it live and advise you we size em up

Understandin' the plan they devised for us

Never ran, keep it mannish we rise us up, we sayin

We Raid, raid on, raid on

(Raid on soldier, raid on)

All day, everyday we raid, believe, (Yeah)

All day, everyday, we break,

We Raid, raid on, raid on

(Hell yeah)

Real players, real hustlers

Busters still hate us

Can’t touch us

Gangsters still stay up

Double up the paper

We prayin'

Bubble up the police

Don’t show me

No love, cause I don’t tell on homies

Show love for the young cats who know me

OGs that lace me while growin'

This one’s for the hometown of Oakland

East side, west bound and north

South Sac, south Stockton, Portland

Back down to the state that’s all golden

We Raid, raid on, raid on