Treacherous Three - Raiders of the Lost Art Lyrics

[ Kool Moe Dee ] We are the Raiders

[ L.A. Sunshine ] Of the Lost Art (8x)



[ Treacherous Three ]

This is a funky expedition, a mission, I had a vision

Stop, look and listen, yo, isn't it something missin?

Take aim with precision like vision, it's a collision

New styles are hittin, b-b-boom, bash, forgettin

The laws, created by the creators

There's no more masters, just master-perpetrators

We did time with the rhyme like a bid

Now we're puttin out hits on the new fake kids



[ Kool Moe Dee ] We are the Raiders

[ L.A. Sunshine ] Of the Lost Art (8x)



[ Treacherous Three ]

Here comes the greatest, baby

Here comes the Raiders, the Raiders

We are the greatest, baby

Here comes the Raiders, the Raiders

Here comes the greatest, baby

We are the Raiders, the Raiders

Here comes the greatest

We are the Raiders, the Raiders

We're lookin for the gold

We're searchin for the jewels

We're mining for the coals

We're working with the tools

The keepers of the light, the owners of the dark

Ain't nothin we're afraid of, we're the Raiders of the Art



[ Kool Moe Dee ]

I'm like a diamond in the rough, too tough

You can't bring enough

Ammunition, vision or wishin

No need in bringin up

'The homeboy's-strapped-with-his-gat-

In-his-lap' crap

This is on the lyrical skills, you can scratch that

My lyrical skills makes mills, pays bills

And chills, all of the no-frill chills on the diznills

Now who cares who kills

When you got true skill?

I'm kickin the real, yet and still

Brothers flake until

My relevance flips the script

Dives and dips and hip-hops

And drops and give props

And knocks the kids out of the box and rips

Suckers to bits and kick knowledge and lifts the hits

When I get lifted, kid

Take cover, no mercy on a brother

He's kicked to the curb

Then into the street, then into the gutter

You c-c-can't win, n-n-no matter w-w-whatta

Even if I stutter -

I'm butter



[ Kool Moe Dee ] We are the Raiders

[ L.A. Sunshine ] Of the Lost Art (8x)



[ Special K ]

Time to pay the bills with lyrical skills

Built in time to lock deals

Crack seals, we build the real

Technique, unique technique

Did you really think

My creatively level would ever sink a level shrink?

Words are like missiles, bombs aim to hitcha, splitcha

So you better beware when you hear the sound of a whistle

Duck for cover, here comes a brother who lives in quadruples

And still does it youthful

And keeps away the display, expert rendition

Poetic, energetic, with vision and precision

Mystifyin, we're supplyin the funky stuff

Boogie Down Bronx, neither could fade that I'm tough

Rough on the floor, straight from the door

There's nothin phoney when the one is only kickin the verse, yo

Ask anybody familiar with my particular brand of funk

Tell em to pump it in the trunk



[ Kool Moe Dee ] We are the Raiders

[ L.A. Sunshine ] Of the Lost Art (8x)



[ L.A. Sunshine ]

Way back in the days we lit a flame in this rap game

Groups like Tribe keep the vibe alive, and now the fire remains

Self-preservation is man's first law

I don't wanna start a war, but it's been done before

Almost like deja-vu with a sick twist to

An artform with warts torn, worn down, then run through

But don't gimme no credit, I'm a cash kinda guy

With my stash kinda high, still the girlies pass by

You know why? Cause I'm a Raider of this Lost Art

Played a big part from the start of hip hop, but now it's gotta stop

And if you go and check the archives, read the lines of the hieroglyphics

It says 'Sunshine's terrific'

As sacred as a golden scarab

Through my Creator I'm greater than the riches of a whealthy arab

The Sun shines in the east, so step from the west

On a musical archeological conquest



[ Treacherous Three ]

Here comes the greatest, baby

Here comes the Raiders, the Raiders

We are the greatest, baby

Here comes the Raiders, the Raiders

Here comes the greatest, baby

We are the Raiders, the Raiders

Here comes the greatest, baby

We are the Raiders, the Raiders

We're lookin for the gold

We're searchin for the jewels

We're mining for the coals

We're working with the tools

The keepers of the light, the owners of the dark

Ain't nothin we're afraid of, we're the Raiders of the Art