Raw (Original Demo Version)- Big Daddy Kane & Kool G Rap

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Intro (spoken, low)
After 1335 days,
This is not a threat.
This is a plea.
You can stop it now.

Hook (sung / choir-like)
Just stop — hear me now, just stop,
All this blood and iron, let it drop.
Just stop — break the chain, just stop,
For the world, for the future — just stop.

Verse 1 (rap, steady)
You built a map of old parades, empire shades in faded frames,
You dreamt a flag that’s heavy with the names of ghosts and fame.
Tanks roll like thunder, radios spit the same old lies,
Cities lose their heartbeat while the world counts silent cries.

You pay in soldiers, you pay in sons, you pay in mothers’ tears,
Counting cold statistics like you count your loyal years.
Tomahawks on the horizon — everybody’s watching lines,
But the answer’s not more fire, it’s to stop the endless grind.

Pre-Hook (spoken / chant)
What’s left for the people? Who eats the spoils of war?
If the dream is dead, then what are we fighting for?

Hook (sung)
Just stop — hear me now, just stop,
All this blood and iron, let it drop.
Just stop — break the chain, just stop,
For the kids, for the streets — just stop.

(solo)

Verse 2 (rap, harder)
Sanctions choke the markets, elites scramble with the spoils,
State pockets fat, while the baker pays, the worker soils.
Corruption is a cancer wearing suits and sober ties,
Clean your house, take the rust out from where the money lies.

Your Soviet ghosts are fossils in the museum of the past,
Trying to wake them is a war you cannot last.
Rebuild the schools, repair the ports, set the factories right,
Stop the engines of destruction — return the day from night.

Bridge (spoken / low, building)
It’s not weakness to put down the sword.
It’s not defeat to choose the board.
Trade the bunker for a field, let the harvest be your proof,
Not every victory needs another coffin roof.

Hook (sung, choir bigger)
Just stop — hear me now, just stop,
All this blood and iron, let it drop.
Just stop — break the chain, just stop,
Open your hands, not another pit — just stop.

Verse 3 (rap, reflective)
Think of the fishermen, think of the teachers, think of the men who mend,
Think of the kids who learn to fear the sound of sirens in the end.
You’re measured by your power, but true power heals, not breaks,
Turn the guns to tractors, let the wheat replace the stakes.

If you clean corruption, if you free the markets from the clutch,
Foreign money comes back home, the people won’t be pushed as much.
Sanctions ease, trade grows, hospitals reopen doors,
A nation can be whole again — that’s worth a thousand wars.

(Solo)

Pre-Hook (call & response)
We ask for peace — (we ask for truth)
We ask for change — (we ask for proof)

Hook (final, full choir & ad-libbed layers)
Just stop — hear me now, just stop,
All this blood and iron, let it drop.
Just stop — break the chain, just stop,
For the streets, for the future — just stop.

Outro (soft, spoken, hopeful)
You can choose the shame of more ruin, or the courage to begin.
History’s watching. The rest is up to you.
Just stop.

Just Stop

No Mercy

Stayed Away

The Cactus Revisited

Product Of The Environment (Remix)

Best Of 3rd Bass

3rd Bass Theme A.K.A. Portrait Of The Artist As A Hood (Remix)

The Old Testament

Shining Star

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - It's A Demo

Main Source - Looking at the Front Door (1990)

Big Daddy Kane - Mortal Combat (1989)

LL Cool J | Jingling Baby (1989) (Marley Marl Extended Remix)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNRCQ9eagWQ

We fight every night, now that's not kosher
I reminisce with bliss of when we was closer
And wake up to be greeted by an argument again
You act like a ten
So immature, I try to concentrate on a cure
And keep lookin' at the front door
Thinkin' if I were to evacuate
You'd probably be straighter than straight
And wouldn't have so much hate
Cause you don't know the pain I feel when I see you smilin'
And when I roll up you start wylin'
So I front like everything's hunky-dory
But it's a whole different story
You don't like the fact that I'm me
I don't put on a show
When it comes time for you to have company
And your friends don't understand your choice of man
They speak proper while my speech is from a garbage can
But regardless, you shouldn't have to be so raw
I'm lookin' at the front door

[Hook]
I'm lookin' at the front door
Baby, I'm lookin' at the front door
I'm lookin' at the front door

And when you're with your friends, I glide to the side
Until the spotlight is mine and never sabotage a good time
But when they're not around, the fights commence
I'm the one you're against and it doesn't make sense
Cause I'm the one that you claim to love for life
But all I get is gray hairs and strife
And I can play some ole stuck-up rapper role
And get foul every time you lose control
But that's not my order of operations
So I should win an award for lots of patience
Cause that's all a fella can have
With a girl who's shootin' up his world like Shaft
And I don't think that I can take it anymore
I'm lookin' at the front door

My friends always tell me how I'm lucky to possess
The best looking girl in the whole U.S
But every time you scream, you blow your finesse
Tryin' to dis the Professor
Twenty-four hours of acting sore
Sometimes I wish you'd come down with lockjaw
So I don't have to take in the breakin'
You treat me like a burnt piece of bacon
It seems like just two years
Back when we were bonded and not pierced
But now I keep itchin' to jet
Sitting' in the chair just to stare, set to sprint
Yo, sweetheart, you better take a hint
I say it now like I said it before
I'm lookin' at the front door

Main Source | Looking at the Front Door (1990) (Extended Mix)

Main Source | Looking at the Front Door (1990) (Extended Mix)

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