Lyrics:

(Oh, fuck, you can't even sing)

Ooh, baby, I like it raw...
Yeah baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw...
Yeah baby, I like it raw
Sh...

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Gimme the mic so I can take it away
Off on a natural charge, bon voyage
Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad
Wu-Tang Killer Bees on a swarm
Rain on ya college ass, disco dorm
When you didn't even touch my skill
You gotta have the one Killer Bee and he ain't gonna kill. Now
Chop that down, pass it all around
Lyrics get hard, quick cement to the ground
For any MC in any 52 states
I gets psycho killer Norman Bates
My producer slam, my flow is like bam
Jump on stage, and then I dun-dah

(I like the way you come)

Ooh, baby, I like it raw...
Yeah baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw...
Yeah baby, I like it raw

The ODB won't neva quit
My name is OBD nigga and I'll beat your shit