[thunderfoot] Aiyyo I been spittin this rap shit for too long To let y'all heads get me hot under my collar through songs And best don't get it twisted My magnum force practice operation: lockdown And don't you clowns ever forget it The other half'll feel my brother's wrath, that we break through And always been the type to take you there like ? warren staples? Blow spots wit no glock the show stop when domes pop You should of stayed your ass home bop, you got a flow--not
[illa noyz] I set it off on a mission like the sentinel 'cause I was sent to do, murder the crew sayin I'm merciful I wrote a few, journals in my nocturnal state Blaze like an inferno, watch niggas just cremate Too late to run and turn to rev. run Some blessin the section, givin them niggas quick trips to heaven Straight murder wit the unheard-a, lyritifical Beneficial, that you never pursure the issue The ninth initial, thought as to rip the bits n kibbles I kick ass, more than a little, my rhyme riddle Your mind's a dead veg-e-table when I hit you Doin like I should do, bringin noyz to my acquittal
[steele] Wit no discrepency, I rip mc wit no referee Devil tested me, can't let him get the best of me Wit accuracy, I'll attack an mc Spittin like I emptied the m-1 from the m-p Wit no apology, unload on your property causing atrocity At a rapid velocity, mental artillery, military anatomy After you battle me call me your majesty for mastering The art of fastening, grappling, locking down this rapping thing Tackling the majority, bomb with authority More than minority, s-t got seniority Rhymin since knowledge and quality wit college degree
(kill out to all the enemy, we killin all a dem Kill out to all the enemy, don't matter if it's enemy or friend)
[doc holiday] Doc ain't nuttin but the truth, 100% when I get bent It's possible that I'm mad, forget ? I'm blind, deaf, and mute To all you shit poppers, put your money where your mouth at I roll wit bank stoppers, five-foot reps who whip ass Erases coppers, it's mandatory, that d-o-c stay shittin Laws and lows to keep you hoes on my didick My foes stay foes so all you jacks need to quit it Doc shines, hot lines, and jackers come and get it And one false move, I'm guaranteed to be acquitted
[lidu rock] Aiyyo, we gang bangin, through the tri-state area Act up, my mfc niggas'll have to bury ya Ain't nuttin scarier, than a five-foot eight nigga Holding the big toast, make yo chest piece shake I cut niggas like class and glass from dirty bottles Runnin through these streets high-speed at full throttle Ghetto role models, so what the f**k y'all tellin me Misdemeanor cats wit raps, wannabe felonies F**k sellin trees man, I smoke too much I lay my raps, get my traps, then I roast the dutch Y'all niggas boast too much, about the shit you got I hope the money save that ass when the shit get hot It's lidu rock
[rock] Many think I ain't got it in me, 'cause I'm plenty-friendly It could be because I'm skinny But I'll f**k you up like henny and remmy ? if any of trash? , we'll I'll scream "gimme" To any who make it hard to get away like tim or penny Semi-auto, wit a swift into your track, ? it cracks? And creeps morse code, I'm sendin smoke signals That's how my gats be Tactics, I crack piece are phenomenal Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the bummy jab wreak He'll tell ya, the boy cause straight heltah skeltah I got the block sweltering and hot like your biotch when I felt her So don't f**k wit my head, got static I'm buckin you dead I'll bend your body like craftmatic adjustable bed F**k what you said, for y'all I got nuttin but lead-o And stop f**kin askin me why ruck cut his dreads It's up in the air, we buckin from here, to where you rest at In a jet black, expedition fishin to get some get back
(kill out to all our enemies, we killin all a dem Kill out to all our enemies, no matter if it's enemy or friend)
[rustee jux] My militant mind's impervious to submission Maintain in the rank, glorious in this division Killa cartel-n-mfc in collision The scene could get bloody, two teams wit one mission I stomps through the crack slums of mother medina Push weed to stack funds for my mother dina Rustee jux-man, brooklyn mercenary Some say it's rap, some say it's legendary The pack that run wit me, attack wit guns swiftly My young legion niggas got smacked on one-fifty Cold mashin, straight blastin, steady mobbin I rose to large drug dealin from petty robbin
[supreme] Well it's the five-eight, hands I'm holdin brothers for ransom Operation generation down to the seeds of your grandson And blow off like a handgun, hittin niggas at random Damn son, got love for thugs singin my anthem I amp them, spittin my raps spectacular Forever clappin the rapper that's bitin like he dracula You see what happens to all of these fake rhyme fashioners I bring disaster to niggas thats claimin they done mastered the Art, who's the next on my chart to mark You know I swim wit the shark, why y'all niggas wanna start Big gram and knee low, stay on the d-low Rollin black in the back of the fat ex-p-o
[tek] Well it's the lazy-eye criminal, baby nines the minimum In the gat cabin, tek we make it happen You just rappin, bitch niggas get bitch smacked when You start yappin, get your shine snatched for flashin Straight extorted, like an irs audit You never gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it? See you came home frolic, but you show fake love Like the feds try to get close and lay down bugs Try to skate but got schemed on, you had to lay Didn't know niggas got desert e's and pk's
[starang] Me and my crew ride up and down st. james like a pack of great danes Ain't shit changed, see y'all niggas take your gold frames Spit in your face and I'm a have to smack flames Out your ass for tryin to laugh and plus play games (word up) We ain't connecticut, ain't even sweatin it Pack up your bags bitch, come wit some better shit Son them niggas probably home right now, for real regretting it I don't want to be y'all, when we see y'all I'm settin it Niggas on my dick so much I brought a saddle We can take it to the streets(word up word up), bring your heat, battle For your seven-forty beamer, wit your shorty kima in it If you platinum you can drive me through manhattan while I hit it Everywhere I go, I let em know starang's the shit Over three-hundred thousand fans and ain't never had a hit William h. is the name, mfc's the click Y'all niggas takin us out? , y'all smokin the shit
(retreat retreat, all pussy boys, retreat magnum force come to take over Retreat, retreat, all pussy boys, retreat magnum force come to take over)
[ruck] Sean p., you better recognize, I be wreckin guys F**kin cockroaches still breathin up your pesticides Like d-con, see sean be on some shit from day one Spray guns at funny style niggas who actin gay son Ruck made the paper, you could turn to page one Butt-f**kin your chick wit a mothaf**kin gauge son Who said that? ruck said wack shit, aiyyo dead that For the headcrack, leave your face lumpy like craig mack I read that, niggas want beef aiyyo so get back ? happen in? person 'cause I'm hurtin niggas who said that You f**kin wet back, smack you wit the f**k med's pack Then have sex at, the same place I park my lex at
[buckshot] The last black gene, green socks Serve the fans quick like servin fiend rock Understand the scene is locked, when you dead bolt Hit em in the throat, ride em like the jet black colt Through the jungle, it's another rumble when I set it so free And flee from his body back to the ogc I never heard of that nigga, in the first place I hit him in the worst place, hid the waste Need a replacement killa, hustle dope shit so I'm a drug dealer So for real-a, on point wit the nine mill-a Straight give a nigga guillotine shit Heads come off the ? lean? wit one stroke Two tokes from the mack tilly Give a mothaf**ker two to the belly Stop, look and acting like the shot from your ass whippin Nigga, why you trippin, don't start slippin now Fool keep flippin
[rock] It's not over, it's not over, oh oh
[louieville sluggah] Yo it was on to the next phase Spit ink on a page, hostile rage No sugar and sour like lemmonade Bing came to me in a dream he said "come clean" So I scalped and praise, I'm on my way Gat and pick straight out the gate When I see yo say "you back up on your duty ? " Yo my mouth spittin arson, new shit is startin But ain't shit changed, you know your range, beg your pardon Starv like marv, I'm on the job First rob and ? slug? mothaf**kers licked the knob Be like that, when I clap back time I feel it deeply, for my niggas I left behind I rep for mine, here son feel the shine Can't say no names, 'cause all my niggas is on my mind Yo I'm all about me sonee, hand me money Ja ja, and bring yo ass here to poppa
[Ruck] Aiyo, I never lie, rhymes is knives ready to sever guys Never try, that nigga Ruck is a fuckin' better fly Identify yourself, walkin' in my perimeter I get rid of ya, with two shots from the dillinger Bruce Willin' ta, try to step to Tall Sean, I wet you, that's my word to my nephew Donte, word is bond, listen to what the Gods say Grew up the hard way, wearin' nat clothes from hallways But now the Gods say, get that high when the tron blaze With bum bitches that run tricks like fuckin' card games -- I shouldn't listen to what my mom say Police squads, they can harass me, never can harm me
[Chorus: Rock] Hold your head, boy, you know it's hard You hold the weight of the planet, it's your job, you God Hold your head, boy, I know the shit's still bad Hold your head, boy, you know a nigga got your back
[Ruck] You gotta hold on, God, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'mma try I can't like, I'm kinda fucked up since my momma died Can't decide right from wrong, nights too long Seem like Big Ruck have a fight with Sean It's like you'll never gone till, you know that I go to the doctor for advice, he keep givin' me prozac That's so wack, the only thing that Sean deserve Is some weed, money and pussy, to calm my nerve -
[Rock] Here, here, levitate on this son, what the hell When the going gets tough? The tough puff l's It's a known fact, whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger Think I'mma let you quit you, dead wrong, bwoy I know shit's bezerk, shit is crazy, got me holdin' heat again Just came home, fightin' with police, again Son, they testin' me, but never let them get the best of me I ain't even do shit, plus I been stashed the weapon, see The whole world a broke fool, it ain't cool That's why in the ninety-now, the rules are 'fuck the rules' Feel like I'm psychic, watchin' all the shit, I dream again Make me wish I never dream, let the madness begin
[Chorus]
[Anthony Hamilton] Hold your head up, high Keep ya face to the sky Things are gonna get better After all that Hold your head up, high Don't let life get you down We're always go together I promise, we'll make it by I promise, we'll make it by
Verse 1: (Ruck) I spit the vocab (vocab) While most fags, go rap No paths and brags about they bitch coach back Don't play it in the cup, ready to blast and twist Any Nigga who be takin' I'm a pacifist Yo ass can diss Told you couldn't last to this When you ask of the force of the Magnum, bitch You drastic (You drastic) Hastic about the car Smack 'em up with the heater give 'em (?scips?) and scars (give 'em (?scips?) and scars) I'm hatin' y'all Niggas try to disrespect Techniques, next week I will disconnect Your f**kin' head of your shoulder When the dread come below the bombastic, pullin' bad chips from his hoster Natural addict with lyrics on your transistor On your radio takin' no shit about the inflister Knew that nigga slapped on Me so I crapped on (?The ab, it's the mack, with more barry than steffon?) Yes y'all (yes y'all, hahahahahaha) Who the best in the indusphere Ain't it the same Nigga that disagree than shook 'em here (shook 'em here) Vinagar, I be puttin' motherf**kers plenty fear In the heart of these bitch ass nigga with my steady chair (steady chair)
Chorus: Who we be? We be the B double O-T-C,-A-M-P Who we be? We be the O-U-T-L-A,-W-Z
Verse 2: Rock, Young Noble (Rock) Livin' this hell like the Skeltah Who can I trust (Young Noble) Move emotionless Puffin' this vibe we got among us (Rock) I'm sick of Niggas livin' legal So we got some Outlawz (Young Noble) Push the Southpole (Rock) Mad Niggas don't get pushed in the Southpole (in the Southpole) (Young Noble) I got y'all Snatchin' guilty tactics cause you're ashtray (Rock) Straight up faggots My Mag spin to make a Nigga backwards (Young Noble) Attack shit like a full blooded pimp for sins (Rock) With them aimed at your (?) (Young Noble) Named man with a vengance unless you lay for a thinkin' (Rock) Now I get so stupid, Niggas couldn't complete for a (?) (Young Noble) We livin' Every single day at full speed, full breed, thugs be (Rock) F**k with this, you bleed (you bleed) Now we're keepin' best act boy at Alcatraz (Young Noble) Out for cash (Rock) Moreno brought it down blast (Young Noble) Oringal done clock niggas, f**k these rap niggas (Rock) (?) (Young Noble) What they need is all together All my thugs is to perform If you ain't down for applause (Rock) You can get the f**k off (Young Noble) See them all at the strong And get paid and move on If you ain't down for applause (Rock) You can get the f**k off (Young Noble) Captured by the snitch Suddenly the people fall Y'all ain't down for a
Aye yo Im Sean Price Im six foot one Dark skinned stocky build with a big gun Sick sons are the ones with the lump sums Stick guns get funds make your chick come My chick done said she like the way I toke blunts Drink liquor write scriptures and my gold fronts Plus the way my pants hang make her wonder how My baggy jeans stay up baby Im well endowed See its ill I know you wasn't expectin that Or figure Ruck messin with chicks make an executive trap They get better than that she don't care who I bone Long as I treat her right and bring my black ass home
Hey the name is Alban baby but call me what you wanna Nowhere near ugly but some call me Rockness Monstah Im the heathen you was warned about by your momma Thatll never love you as much as I love my marijuana Hang out from sundown to sun up startin a ton of drama With thugs snake me one time they will harm ya Still you goodie goodie chicks be all attracted to my karma Lets be friends some other time right now Im tryin to get behind ya She responded she better stop listenin to momma Love my rugged steez and my whole aura was the bomber Asked to see my scar and taxed it Felt my six pack then asked
If she could drink it through my straw before I hit that
I know I got a good woman on my team I used to have five chickens and I tricked mad cream But the first one I met yo she was actin wack And the second one got dissed cause she was smokin smack But the third was a herb you could tell that shes On some bull cause she flipped when she smelled my weed But the fourth one heard the PJs looked mean Got with the fifth chick because she cooked and cleaned
My question is why do nice chicks love rugged dudes The whole thought puzzles me Im just glad they do They got they own loot unlike these upside down 3 or 4s Silly rabbit tricks give up all they dough Not I hell nah yo check my track record bravo Dont eat coochie shorty understand Im too macho Daytime act like saints but they cant fool me G the freak come out of them at night like we Whodini The Freaks Come Out at Night
(Ruck) To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me * repeat 2X *
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(Rock) To all my hardcore niggaz yo I'm still the same Won't let the game change me, I'm trying to change the game This shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, Timbs or hoodies or hats, sound like you mean me -- fuck ya! You still get shot up ain't nuttin there but players Fuck you think? Nigga steppin on your thousand dollar gators Stupid-asses -- you shook at the site of party crashers At the door actin, like you don't know who Bummy Jab is They tell you Rock, tellin me, "Don't act no fool" "You heard of scotch on the rocks?" I make the whole shit cool But I'ma stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin Deep rollin heat holdin nigga til I'm triple platinum
(Ruck) To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(Rock) M.F.C.!! Hey hey, that's my partner Price man The whole industry's against him and me Like thugs are to death penalties but we got the remedy for all that punk shit One clip up in the macra make wiffleballs out all of you popcorn rappers Callin my crew haters, knowin damn well you hate me But scared to stick it to me, knowin damn well I break teeth Alcatraz, forever Rock hard, got scars for this rap shit Got locked behind bars, fluck the actin All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, standin in the lobbies Stay forever rowdy, niggaz It's Your World like Bobby Rob these, cats claimin they got so much cheese when it's zero degrees and send they monkey-asses home freezin Reppin for my housin P's and, catch me out in Shaolin Whylin with Ghost, Deck, and Tical and them Before I'm out the door big up my Outlaw niggaz My hardcore lovin thirsty out for war niggaz
(Ruck) To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
"Hardcore, far more than the average" * repeat 2X *
(Ruck) To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me Never that, I'm constantly comin with clever raps We sever that, take your head and slap em leather strap You better pack, your gat or the outcome you outdone I doubt them, niggaz can fuck with the Ruckus without fun Aiyyo what this about son? Aiyyo witness a nigga clout son Trippin with these chickens and sippin on Guinness Stout son Without them, this nigga who jumped up and asked me "Are you fuckin my sister man?" when that bitch Butch like Cassidy HELL NO, quick fast this man caught the elbow Shells load, he fell froze, buck stuck like velcro His man yelled, "Yo, ain't no need to fuckin draw gats, we all black" Put the gat down, I left his jaw tapped I saw that, Duke ain't want no beef in the first place Just a gerk face nigga tryin to rep his birthplace The worst case scenario, I leave your ass shot up Fuck up my rap product and back to crack narcotics The moral of this story is -- there is no moral God Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't like us youse a fraud, motherfucker
(Rock) Word up Straight like that Fuck one of y'all niggaz up
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(Ruck) To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(what, uh-huh, see you in hell motherfucker)
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) The game change.. but fuck y'all
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
Still in there, word up Heltah Skeltah what the fuck
(Rock) Chop your motherfuckin hands off and put a Walkman on you with no motherfuckin frequency, nigga
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
Dip your ass in honey
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
and then just get the flies to ? you motherfucker You punk motherfuckers, you sweet sons of bitches
[Ruck] Got all my Magnum niggaz in here, word up Sean PEEEEEEEEE Yeah, yeah, yeah, word is bond Word up, M-F-C Hah, word up, yeah, yeah Smack this nigga son, word up, hit him
Yo, niggaz is pipsqueaks, thinkin shit's sweet I come discrete, turn your ass into mincemeat Ever since heat, got pulled from the waistline with the bassline kick and snare, Duke I make your click aware So please God, never say jack shit to Sean P before I launch three shots directly at your army Word is bond, we be on some shit to the two-thou Loose mouth niggaz catch a hole in they goosedown Down, down, down-down, down-down-down, down Down, down, down, down-down, down-down
Down-town, jumped off the train on Ebbets Walkin down the street, bump into my nigga Kevin Whattup Ruck? I ain't seen your ass in the Seven You still bustin motherfuckin shots at the reverand? Hell no I replied, elbows was applied til his monkey-ass pulled out the heat, step aside
Fuck you shoot him for man? He just asked you a question Fuck that, don't ask no questions in my shit Word is bond, I don't like that, yo word up Yo fuck them, yo fuck you Fuck that cat, word up Sean PEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*THIS, IS THE DIARY OF SEAN WIGGINZ* *RECOGNIZE, MOTHERFUCKER* *USE YOUR HEAD FOR MORE THAN A FUCKIN HATRACK* *PUNK MOTHERFUCKERS, WORD UP* *M-F-C, FOR LIFE!*
(Rock) Undastand (Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand (Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand (Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand (both) It can happen to you
Verse One: Ruck
Heltah Skeltah start stormin Ya up for dreamin it's mornin, I'm warnin People who jeal my name ring bells like a doorman A warrant, for the arrest of a militant menace Who serve heads like tennis with words that diminish bust the scrimmage, I call the high post play Dish off to the center fo' da quick lay Slay, anybody come in my lane Gets blown out the frame by the Flipster and lames, look Who is this gettin swift with this pugilist equipped with the lyrical gift to flip scripts People duck sick (what?) don't wanna touch with that ruff (shit) that Ruck kick, break boys bones like Roy Jones decoys roam, but they can't mess with my people Hey you stepped to the Ruckus recognize that I be lethal My gats spits at wack (niggaz) blacks get, tactics Make it hard for any infiltrator to attack this
(both) Undastand (Rock) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand (Ruck) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand (Rock) I be R-O, he be R-U, undastand (both) It can happen to you
(Rock) Undastand (Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand (Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand (Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand (both) It can happen to you
Verse Two: Rock
I really think I oughta tell ya, before I have to belt ya I make (shit) so hot boy the heat might even swelter or melt ya, I nailed ya, (nigga) tried to yell but he felt the shell now in hell wondering who's Heltah Skeltah Sparsky and Dutch, Ruck and, Rock see We gets buckWILD on your block and harass the cops No diggy, my head's hot, scream loud and clear Watch the red dot, move a muscle boy you bed' not See the last two figures they can't describe me Military Punisher Rock M.P. Watch, the, nine millimeter brain better You won't be beefin and your heart won't be beatin either Either you're real or I hate you I break you like glass *shatters* the bullet brings it to dat ass Bastard, you talk faster, my gun buck faster I jet, faster the next L sparked
(Rock) Undastand (Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand (Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand (Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand (both) It can happen to you
Verse Three: Ruck, Rock
Undastand in the midst of utter confusion I got sumpin for stars Frontin in cars and bars when I lace you with my gym star Recognize real never the rap that's rungy But my (pow) make yo' (shit) snap like bungee Once we, unite, like I'm Martin Luther I'm startin to shoot the people messin wit my future So who's the, wiggy that wanna test me and address me Just to try an impress me them people come and stress me
Undastand, to be the man ain't even the plan But stand in my way and get crushed under sand So guard your backs, or matter fact guard your naps on down til we U, click your heels times and ahh I'm at the door bringin war to your town It's the Rock, now you gotta Get Away like Bobby Brown I get down, punk gets pounded like fractions Worlds get blown when Ruck and Rock start overreactin
(Rock) Undastand (Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand (Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand (Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand (both) It can happen to you
(Ruck) Undastand (Rock) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand (Ruck) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand (Rock) I be R-O, he be R-U, undastand (both) It can happen to you
(Rock) Undastand, or you catch the back hand or the Timberland Undastand, undastand or your catch the back hand or the Timberland Undastand, or you catch the back hand Timberland, or the back hand if you don't undastand Undastand, undastand, undastand... Heltah Skeltah (Undastand) Original Gunn Clapazz (Undastand) Cocoa Brovaz a.k.a. Smif-N-Wessun (Undastand) Representativez forever representin (Undastand) Duck Down Entaprisez, niggaz set to recognize this (Undastand) Return of the B.D.I.
Punk ass niggaz man Niggaz don't know man I better let all their brainz blo nigga Man listen
Chorus:
Let the madness begin nigga, let it begin Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin Let it begin let it begin Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Verse one: rock, ruck
Aiyyo run for your gunz me and dutch coming through Rock ruck you and you crew f**k the boys in blue This be bucktown around these grounds they don't roam 'cause we send em home with trays of slugs in they dome Blown out the frame by the rock, mr. flipster Shit's heltah skeltah, where's the inflixter
Right by your side with my eyes on the posse I see duke and red he said he wanna drop me Plus he claim he can burn me up in rap skits
Shit take it to his grill ask the punk what he feel (f**k him) Two to his cheek 'cause he weak so's his jaw Nigga played the cell frontin like he hard to the core More I hear pussy talk more I wan flip See I got enough slugs for your mom in my clip Strip to your drawers run your dough and your jewels Tool's cocked it ain't april 1st but I'm breakin fool When punk niggaz test rock it's like touchin live wire Catch a shock to your knot From a glock that I pop, you don't want it with the rock Better duck dumbf**ks you're out of luck You got caught by the ruck
First of all, niggaz don't know jack, my flow's fat So far, my gat splat at niggaz who claim that my shit's wack You don't know I thought you knew it Too late bitch you blew it Now i'ma bang your shit up like I was lennox lewis One, two, three four five Six seven eight niggaz'll shit where's my nine Mil I drill fine skills into your mental Block I hit your temple hot become gentle not You must mistake me for a sucker type of motherf**ker Might lose his life, 'cause I'm trife in the night
Chorus 1/2
Verse two: ruck, rock
What's the deal nigga? set it off in the dark I spark marks when the big ruck flips the ark The raw rapper jaw tapper ruckus kick it wicked Keep it real my click roll thick like acidics Plus, I be there like jackson, breakin your backs and Askin, who want more, that's when my fat spins So chump chill 'fore my pump kill You wanna ill still ruck knock out your front grill The lyrical whatevah, 'cause whatevah is lyrical I bring forth, thoughts beyond those of physical Raps get deep when I mack with my peeps You yappin bout beef you'll get clapped in the streets bitch This nigga ruck is f**kin crazier than ten niggaz I send niggaz to hell, full of my rhymes and then I bend niggaz So what? ? pussy bring it on Word is bond, sean got songs that's mad strong (so bring it on)
Chorus
Verse three: rock
Man listen, another nigga bluffin Punk f**k discussion, when you see me get to snuffin You're sweet as muffins, that mom dukes bake I break Yeah my timberlands make everything from your head to your north lake ache So take your monkey ass to the rear Toe to toe or blow for blow we can square Yeah my brass knuckles make your knees buckle What duke I lay more niggaz flat out on they back than a slug do Who knows what you, seem to be I didn't gas you But you can keep it movin 'fore I beat your gassed ass You punk bastard, you could get the gat quick Or your ass kicked, that dry shit your lips spit, get the chapstik Or a fat dick and that's it Heltah skeltah, lettin the brainz blo and that's if we
Chorus 1/2
Outro: rock
Ahh, let the, madness begin Let the brainz blo if you grin Let the madness begin, let it begin Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin Let the madness begin Let it begin, let the brainz blo if you grin Let the madness begin let the madness begin Let the madness begin to let the brainz blo if you grin We let the madness begin We let the brainz blo if you grin Make way for the dreads and the pros 'cause we let the brainz blo Punk-ass...
[Intro: Sean Price (Rock)] Damn... you miss me? I miss you, too I know it's been a while... But I got plans for you... But first thing I plan on doing... Is fucking smacking your head off You stupid bitch, fuck I look like R&B singer? Huh? It's fucking gorilla rap right here, nigga Heltah Skeltah, you punk bitch (There these niggas go with that rugga retarded shit again B-C-C, excuse me while I get my N.W.A. on for a song Yeah! Magnum Force in this muthafucka! Black Mafia for life Down with some real niggaz for life! Ha hah Aiyo, yo, Jamon, tell them niggas what we here for... Well all rite ya'll, N.Y.C., Brownsville East, New Rulers, all across the muthafucking U.S.A. They know I walk through the valley of the real, nigga I should fear no man and no muthafucking clan Cause I done been through the mountain top And I done see through the eyes of a real nigga Hit me one time Alkatraz Aiyo they make some of the coolest shit I done never heard! Yeah BummyFlyJab, I must give it up To the Boot Camp muthafucking gorillas Some of the realest, the realest niggas you gone ever see You understand? We fear no mob Because you scared, man, you scared, man, you scared! You don't understand, you making two words, you make 'em say You scared, man, buck buck buck, keep Babylon on the run, shit Bringing forth Heltah Skeltah!)
[Rock:] You ask for it, who want beef? Well you got it! It's poppin', we locking and loading, and, you drop it Pop lock and drop it, them niggaz from the Grimeyville Ain't nobody fighting fair, throw ya fucking mom down a flight of stairs So let the D.I.R.T. doing begin It's truly "DA BEGINNING OF DA END" for you and your mens It's hot, we cooking "APE FOOD" up in "HELLZ KITCHEN" Son ain't feeling your heat neither, can't you tell, we "TWINZ" This ain't crunk, not hypthy, not snap Not screw, not pop, not quite boom bap It's rugga, "SMACK MUZIK", bang ya head music Niggas with "WMD's" bang ya lead to it Peep "THE ART OF DISRESPEKINAZATION", niggas be "SO DAMN TUFF" But then they be snitching, "THAT'S INCREDIBLE" ain't it? It's "INSANE", I see how niggas "RUCK N ROLL" Don't flip hoes, that's bad luck, I split ya fucking dome Everybody do a little bit of "D.I.R.T." Dude just a hater, snatch you up ya little sister shirt Give yo bitch ass lashes til ya back for my belt Til it welt pump, "EVERYTHING IS HELTAH SKELTAH"
I'm not sure anymore more Who is knocking at my door door All the people that I knew Acted funny when big ruck got some loot But they can't see b, let my parabellum fly fly Cause I be God decipher devine vine And a nigga can't test me an' mine mine If you wanna come feel it, nigga come but twice
(ruck) Some say sean price is, nice-is on mic devices Pack more power which make me more mightier than isis Try this, that's when the ruck shakes the rictor Inflictsta bring pain my aim is to rip ya Picture you tryin to break through my path My eight blasts all you f**kin snakes in the grass Went to hell with angel dust,plus I bust the devils lungs With lyrics that come from tip of the tongue now you sprung Sean sparks like john starks in the fourth quarter Oughta meet my peeps, thats deeper than the tora Unforgettable like nat king, Louieville chill because my motherf**king slap stings This track brings, the average career to a halt It ins't my fault you fell victim to my verbal assault If I had dollars for every nigga who dared to battle me on microphones, I'd f**k around and be a millionaire
(illa noyz) Chump starts it From the dark resubmerge, I splurge on herbs with verbs and the usage of my words Them beats is swollen off of trees and colon Then, lyrical functions I flow like trees through broadway junctions
See punks get bent on constant Consistently When d-r-u-g blesses them s-t-c Gods wnen black don't slack Never cut slack They been back to the wack Snatch off like jack Shit is, actual and factual That my mental blast fools, it reacts like a gun tool Mental releases peices of no, Makin yo brains blow Got pros that froze like sub-zero and flows I jams like the master shoot my lyrics like j The emcee's run from my house I don't play On that days to display dismay blow away To play movie celebrities you done away like fay
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(ruck) Word is bon jovi, niggas don't know me Hoes blow me show me affection for constant erection My direction is pistols pointed at niggas on bristol Who thought it was fun to pull guns and issue my dismissal But you can't handle this, Cause I get scandalous when cannabis enters my system which makes me More odd than tony randal bitch Due to circumstances and lyrical advances 'nother man die, why, cause of my verbal enhancements Transmit advances over my mental highway I say what I wanna, smoke marijuana Gonna hit you with a verse so nigga nurse your f**kin wounds Boom in my system keep me in time with tune
This goes out to my magnum force When we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off May the force be with me and if not our fault For life, f**k alla y'all
(ruck) Yo you can't manage this (manage this) the bomb scandalous From here to los angeles, ruckus tossin the random shit But can you get, with the nigga tall sean manuscript Man you shit, all up in your pants when the cannon click Man I flip, on niggaz for no apparent reason Squeezin shots at you heathens, to stop you from breathin When the cops come he bleedin, I think he need some cpr See we are the illest niggaz out that's on your tv pah So when you greet me pah, better have your f**kin shit straight Your fifth make, nobody move, I think your shit fake You fishcake, whatever the f**k ruck dictate The shit great, higher than shows made by rick lake You'll lick eight, shots at them niggaz who be f**kin with International irrational beat got you ruckus bitch Enough of this, bullshit talkin let's start wettin shit Peep the etiquette of a nigga that's known for settin shit
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(rustee jux) When the weather get free yo I hate the scene, drinkin seagulls V.o., novacainin my sufferin through the strugglin Easin the agony, postponin the misery Smoke some weed, blank out my memory momentarily Calculatin my every motion, cautious coastin I see the blue and white scopin, slowly approachin Eyeballin me and my sons, like we the ones With the stashed guns, hopin we run, like the last ones So they can get they rocks off, sound they glocks off Light my blocks off, gangsta nab niggaz bump cops off Drunk from red scotch, got a dead shot Jamaicans in the dread spot'll blow a fed top Chop a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam lock Hit the swats with a cinder block off the rooftop Regulatin, livest motherf**kers on this side Bitches dick ride, stone soldiers with brick eyes
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(rock) Keep on talkin aight? get more than your style rammed up You see me? don't say shit like pink panther You talk too much like run'n'them and your breath smell like pampers Get knocked the f**k out by dr. david banner Dj at the bar be act like records got dandruff Makin niggaz scream "oh! oh!" and throw they hands up You know this man's ruff, so my man ruck could do stand up So who wanna battle? we'll learn you some manners, God damn ya
You niggaz make me sick as cancer, I slam ya Whole crew of emcees, dj's and your dancer Half-steppers can't run, panic catch a tantrum Teared a new hamstrung, I stick niggaz for ransom ? again now they got front, I slap cats at random Deflate your egos you too gassed off the mylanta Take your dough and hoe and dissapear like the phantom Send her back pullin her hands up, singin the m.f.c. anthem Man dem, strong like samson, shorty and jux Cause I'm that nigga rock from heltah skeltah plus I'm handsome But scrape that, bring handguns, my crew sorta bananas Like plantains, any questions boo-yaa your answer
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(representativz) Aiyyo I'm movin through this life shit with the only fam I got My triple r rated niggaz steady blowin up spots You think not it's little rock we bust shots at your car And leave you stretched in your ride like these fake rap stars
This shit right here I'm handlin'll leave your head scramblin All that panickin'll get your shit ran up in I can't stand it when mc's get caught ramblin Have crews abandon them from slugs that my cannon send In this land of sin where they break fool for the chips Over jewels and whips pack my tool and my clips
So when we start to bust clips on y'all, niggaz assume The straight, dead position when my lead go boom Embeddin this tune, all into your f**kin doom We move through these evil streets steady holdin chrome
My rep niggaz stay mashin, big up my thugs on ? Forever gat snatchin everytime we see the cops passin Your team is has-beens, gaspin from the ass slashin The repz baby, time for action, action
* "what's" uttered by various bccers *
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(rock) Throw y'all middle fingers up in the air Say, "f**k y'all niggaz, we don't care!" Word is bon jov', oh oh We run up on foes, oh oh oh oh oh Niggaz think they f**kin with my magnum force Cause when we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off May the force be with me and if not our fault For life, f**k alla y'all Hehehehe, see Slogan is made of force be with me Not our fault You can't f**k with that? f**k you all Word is bon jov'..
(rock) Just understand the whole shit son, y'know y'know It's too much doodoo over here, there's doodoo over there Knowhati'msayin? get with the real, from here And the real from there And make it mo' better like blues everywhere Yaknowhati'msayin? dynamic duo times two bro
(ruck) F**king global, f**king domination in this rap shit
(rock) Word is bon jovi..
Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and ruck go Worldwide boot camp with smoke by the truckload Or the west coast, where they show me tons of love Doc and tray deee crackin jokes bout guns n drugs Buggin on this wack rap shit from coast to coast Why not the real from both sides lick and go for broke? No ass joke, like buck or rakim, long arms like down syms Snatch up your hoe, f**k her or pass it, it don't mean na-thing
(ruck) What's the deal pah? i hope shit is peace and love But if it ain't f**k it I'm forced to release these slugs Peep these thugs, sean price, mc most miraculous When pumped up, I'm forced to jump up punk and smack the shit Act like it can't happen when would I ever let you slide Two fly niggaz becomin victims of whorides You try to avoid my clutches that's when you die News fly fast as f**k on how ruckus done bruised guys Cornball niggaz screamin, "ruck you on some other shit" Mad cause I make music no longer for the love of it What is this? y'all niggaz is soft like some velvet You get dealt with, a single shot to your pelvis
(rock) Now throw your hands in the air if you feel this here Shit'll bump everywhere because it's real this year From the city of long beach to my home brownsville Cause real recognize real everytime for real
(daz) Who mashes with the craziest niggaz in town? Kill em willingly who got the right to make a sound? My style break blocks corners avenues and drives It's about time to mash in, it's a ride Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I pack the steel Steadily givin these niggaz don't pass these zones limits I live the unusual cruicial life, so pay attention As I come through, for you and your crew It's just a man and his music, I ain't afraid to use I bruise you badly, you want confusion, I mean it's useless To step to this, we in effect we dangerous Contain the mental murderous and ain't afraid to diss
We can't quit we can't stop we got to do this shit (do this shit) Cause heltah skeltah and this pound bout to run this shit (run this shit) If you don't know you gotta know you never trust a bitch (never trust a bitch) Game trump tight, we try to run this shit (run this shit)
(kurupt) Life without money, that's like breathing with no air Prepare, there's no love in warfare
Engage, I meet the front page, like nicholas cage And get served, front and center stage I'm breakin through, throw up your teflon barriers And get penetrated, telekinetic superior Hostile, verbal apostle in 3-d Hittin every galaxy, throwin up d.p.
(rock) We in the house, even when we outdoors We in the house with dick in your bitch mouth From here to down south to the westside, my vocals test drive You crazy, the shit I spit'll make a nigga praise me So say oh, you love the real shit frequently Oh for dogg p-o-u-n-d and b-c-c Me, bummy j and the d-a-z dillinger and ruckus And kurupt what? we equal fo' bad motherf**kers You want lumps? we got some, worse than that we got guns From hot ones, to legal shotguns, hold up I'm not done Oowops son, and mad glock 9's, the red dot kind To make a snake hit the bricks like stopsigns, you feel me?
(ruck) At the same time, you can catch me on corners yeah smokin trees Hopin these, niggaz don't battle the ruckus vocally Potentcy, that's what I'm kickin while all you jokers be On some bullshit, niggaz you movin at a slower speed You know it's the, show after-party hotel like jodeci Make me blow the back out these bitches bangin they ovaries I know you be, on my dick pah but yo I totally Smack the shit out of any nigga I think that's clonin me
(daz) Now who, wants to be a real dope mc Like heltah skeltah and the d-p-g Swervin all through your f**kin town And layin punk motherf**kers down, hah!
(kurupt) Man, these niggaz servin me? I thinks not That's facin a blizzard in a f**kin tanktop I took tricks to new jerz to cape cod You could be adventureous up against tremendous odds And face a poltergeist, I bring it to you nice And have the whole scenery surrounded like the vice Who could it be comin through in all blue? Dogg pound gangstaz, number one, number two Never evade the principle, the top principal Up against the top invincible, rhyme assassin I lay the cards on the table, take a pick The wrong choice'll get your whole chest cavity split That's when all the bullshit ceases, this whole frame And format crumble right before his eyes into pieces Fake ass assassin with no heart and no mind No money, no hoes, no flows, and no rhymes Waitin for poetical satan, creatin slaughters Runnin through camps like walter payton I'm all about money makin, and not makin mistakes You're only worth what you create in the garden of snakes Motherf**ker
(daz) Yeah, and that's how we do it Heltah skeltah and tha dogg pound Runnin this motherf**ker Yeah!
[Starang:] They don't like us [Rock:] Word Up [Starang:] They don't like us [Rock:] They ain't gotta like us fuck them son
[Starang] Starang, forever like Wu-Tang, my crew brings drama Hangin your ass upside-down by ya shoe strings Smoke tell em how we doin this Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness (Now by all means) I do a show in New Orleans And get wit Bout It Bout It Mystikal (Starang we been missin you) Last year ATL we almost got physical I can't talk now read about it in the interview (While ya'll up in D&D) I caught two and three stitches I was still gettin bitches in the tunnel takin pictures In the mazda listenin to Kris 'I Got Next' I wanted "Hot Sex" so I ran and got the Lex (aiyyo)
[Rock] Aiyyo shit goes down Time to throw down show up this a showdown So down low now I'm low down Hold down the fort now wit a fo' pound Blow down ya whole town first go round Yo smile'll quickly be switched bitch and you'll frown When I dig in ya pockets and take all the dope out Lay ya gold out now and don't pronounce one word Shut the fuck up probably cryin hold down Tired of punk asses takin shit for a joke Now watch you'll pounce gat pointed at yo door (POW) Act like you know now We could be so foul shake your hand run up in ya bitch no doubt
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I ain't havin that [x4]
Shit yo game be asses I got two passes to the Baja Ah ha then turn into night we fuck Yo cars superthug privelage I ain't got to brag because I did it Run before the rap when I was scrappin On these motherfuckin mean streets of Brownsville gun clappin I ain't got to front I make it happen Strictly snappin necks, strictly macs and techs Head all night overdeuce deuce the feds
[Rock] Yo matter fact here's a list of some of the shit I ain't havin First of all there wont be no more talkin out yo ass man I ain't havin no back stabbin I ain't havin shit Run yo mouth you get smacked in it (Why) Why? why? Why ask why say goodbye to mister nice guy say hi to the bad guy Four horsemen head the magnum force man rip you get lit the fuck up (Speeed) Like a spliff of human torch man this shit scorchin Do the research your feet hurt from half-steppin Bitin my shit a make your teeth hurt Word is bond - jovi B you wildin My dick dont stay out my high stop ridin (My Diiick)
Son niggaz tryin ta beat me in the head wit gats fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) Run up in the piece think you gone dead that fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) U.S. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) We could take it ol school at 3 meet me in the back fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
[Ruck] Yo, yo.. "where ya at?" To all my peoples Henessey passed off Give a toast to my whole MFC While you clowns waitin Ruck is shakin the foundation Wit some groundbreakin shit that'll leave the town thinking When I cock back my pistol drop back and whistle For my niggas to hold me down because this here bout to get hit dude We miss you stick a niggas roll and his fool clique I gotta full clip for you and all of ya bull SHHHH
[Doc Holiday] U.S. marshall and your little wittle when left is caught up on my pillow Eat a dick between 2 slices of bread you fuckin fag MFC keep it cookin (Keep it cookin) We emerge wit the blue print to plan my escape from central brooklyn Rock pick the lock Ruck bust the sha sha Keep with the blast CC4 to blow the door (Now we blow the spot) Armed and dedicated semi under rated fuck it to me dated by a wip ass You niggaz lick ass we blast gas pletal freak mass Doin the Macarana over 2 pounds of hash (We ain't havin that)
I ain't havin that [x5]
[Ruck] You dont got no wins in mi casa My shit's proper you still suckin my kielbasa From hilshire I still fire from helicopters Watch the birdie I heard him tell the tale to the coppers Clock ya comin from the precinct singin operas Met you at ya crib from the blind side I dropped ya Knocked ya, teeth out ya mouth when I popped ya Sent you upstate to get a gun from ya poppa
Yo live niggaz on the wall write that smoke crack fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) Yo ya smack me and I smack you back fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) Ya'll niggaz think ya'll gone come around here flashin' track fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) And if you niggaz owe me dough besta get my trap fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
[Starang] Son you know they can't stand me Cuz my crew pack heat like Miami Ran for these rappaz outside of the Grammy's They be killin me how they willingly be grillin me Cuz they shorty wop just be feelin' me Could it be, my name, or my big gold chain Now when we in the airport on our way to soul train I got niggaz on the west coast (WEST SIIIIDE) That meet me at the airport carryin weed in they trenchcoats In business class eatin french toast and coffee Tell the stewartess to back up off me we on ya'll Warned ya, but ya'll still couldn't wait for the all-time great William H. word up
And if ya call and I'm not home then you can call me back fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) You just can't smoke if you ain't put in for the sack fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) Son don't fuck her raw here's a jimmy hat fuck that (I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that) Here's a tic-tac your breath smell like ass crack fuck that (Wooooo)
[Starang:] And when you know, that when your MFC, your MFC for life 98 shit, Willam H. Duren, Doc Holiday
[ruck] Fuck you bitch, word up It ain't all about you, huh? Trying to make shit happen, fuck you
Aiyyo we fight every night, now that's not kosher I reminisce with bliss, before eshkoshkah We was closer, later on you was supposed ta Be the one that I stayed with but it seemed that you played tricks Every day it get worse, than the day before Maybe you're, actin too, immature Insecure, plus I'm lookin for the cure Keep flippin like you do I'm lookin at the door..
Ahh, motherfuck you Playin, youknowhati'msayin? The fuck I look like huh? One of these bitch ass niggaz in the street huh? You dealin with a nigga who, can say what he means And mean what he say When I say I'm lookin at the door bitch I'm obvious Straight up and down The fuck I look like to you huh what?
And when you wit your friends I slide to the side Until the spotlight is mine, and always rep God cipher divine When i, did the knowledge all my wisdom it came To an understanding that you underhanded and lame I should play some stuck-up rapper role And get foul everytime you lose control But that's not my order of operation Bustin nuts in ya, startin our own population But now you ain't actin the way that you used ta B so I can't c you in my future And I don't think that I can take it anymore Y'all know the rest.. the four-four
[mike stewart] If the lovin ain't right You're not home, late at night All we ever do is fight There's a reason I should breeze
If the lovin ain't good And I never thought you could Ever treat me like you should That's a reason I should breeze
Fuck is the deal, huh? You know what I'm workin with, I gotta tie my shit to my knee Fuck, my shit ain't good, what? The fuck is you doin, punk ass bitch?
My friends always tell me I'm lucky to stay Dipped with the flyest chick from the b.k. But all the games you play make a nigga wanna spray So every night to the most high a nigga pray That me and my shorty make it to another day If not fuck it ruckus it wasn't meant to go that way But hey I can't front it was good while it lasted Until I asked her some old stupid hood rat shit Some left field shit that a nigga can't call But all in all, I had a ball I guess it's better to have loved, and to have lost Than to never have love at all
[mike stewart] If the lovin ain't right You're not home, late at night All we ever do is fight There's a reason I should breeze
If the lovin ain't good And I never thought you could Ever treat me like you should That's a reason I should breeze
Youse a fuckin miserable bitch Man that's my word is bond you always want me around the shit Misery love company man but you know what? I'm gettin the fuck up on out of here, ba-by, bet that I ain't gonna deal with that bullshit no more huh? Bout to make mad moves with my dogs man Fuckin heltah skeltah me and rock yaknahmean? Motherfuckin my brother illa-noyz, man fuck you word up Plus I got motherfuckin ? , knahmean? Motherfuckin uhh, mike stew' Singin what he singin, doin what he doin
[mike stewart] If the lovin ain't right You're not home, late at night All we ever do is fight There's a reason I should breeze
If the lovin ain't good And I never thought you could Ever treat me like you should That's a reason I should breeze...