[Kurtis Blow "Tough" sample]
TOUGH! (7X)
So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!
[Sean Price]
Yo, it's the left jab
That have 'em f***** up like a crystal meth lab
n**** it's the right cross
That'll rattle your brain and drain your life force
Do a lotta things for the chain with the ice cross
Checking papi down the corner, brick and the white soft
That s*** wack, gyro meat with the white sauce
I spit pyro, heat all my life, boss
I'm into large cars and hard denim
Ya'll n***** fraud and your dodge, s*****ng on large women
I did a small stint in a large prison
Came home rapping, saying it was all God given
Sean is risen, came up the hard way
Mother blasted in Blake, that's what the God's day
Sing a sad song, like Sade
I will each ya food, like you sucker for entree, P.!
[Chorus: Buckshot]
You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low
When the fifth blow
It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered
On the side of the road, you decided to flow
You be like, I hope these m****f****s bulletproof
If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do
Cuz, the mack spraying, saying n**** what?
"So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!" - Kurtis Blow sample
[Ruste Juxx]
I came to the game a vet, O.G. on the set
Hella choppers on deck, why G's in check
Like a Mossberg round when I'm bringing that sound
You m****f****s now rocking with the king of the crown
I ain't running, I'm gunning with my latin ratcheto
For bricks of that pure pedrico, ask Rico
f***** n***** talking bout I'm hating on the south
Cuz I'm hating all that wack s*** n***** be putting out
b**** bullshit is bullshit from B.K. to V.A.
Have my n**** B.A. bodyslam the D.J.
Magnum's striking like the wrath of God
Heltah Skeltah, crash through the math, I'm hard
You know who you Rucking with, y'all n***** can't Rock
Got runningback bullets that ya'll vest can't block
n***** buzzing the hood, screaming Juxx s*** is rough
"So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!" - Kurtis Blow sample
[Chorus]
You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low
When the fifth blow
It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered
On the side of the road, you decided to flow
You be like, I hope these m****f****s bulletproof
If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do
Cuz, the mack spraying, saying n**** what?
"So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!" - Kurtis Blow sample
[Rock]
It's Mr. Monster Mad Rocko
Oscar the Grouch, hop up out the garbage can and pop toast
Reincarnate your a** with the rugers
Michael J. Fox clap ya stupid a** 'back to the future'
You ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking
To grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks
You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches
I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school
But I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block
And pop it, you gon' stop and drop
n***** bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie
You don't move, n**** fill you with heat, in the street
Doing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream
Why his last episode, eat a n**** cheese
I am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze
Cold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid n***** freeze
[Chorus]
You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low
When the fifth blow
It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered
On the side of the road, you decided to flow
You be like, I hope these m****f****s bulletproof
If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do
Cuz, the mack spraying, saying n**** what?
"So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!" - Kurtis Blow sample
TOUGH! (7X)
So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!
[Sean Price]
Yo, it's the left jab
That have 'em f***** up like a crystal meth lab
n**** it's the right cross
That'll rattle your brain and drain your life force
Do a lotta things for the chain with the ice cross
Checking papi down the corner, brick and the white soft
That s*** wack, gyro meat with the white sauce
I spit pyro, heat all my life, boss
I'm into large cars and hard denim
Ya'll n***** fraud and your dodge, s*****ng on large women
I did a small stint in a large prison
Came home rapping, saying it was all God given
Sean is risen, came up the hard way
Mother blasted in Blake, that's what the God's day
Sing a sad song, like Sade
I will each ya food, like you sucker for entree, P.!
[Chorus: Buckshot]
You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low
When the fifth blow
It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered
On the side of the road, you decided to flow
You be like, I hope these m****f****s bulletproof
If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do
Cuz, the mack spraying, saying n**** what?
"So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!" - Kurtis Blow sample
[Ruste Juxx]
I came to the game a vet, O.G. on the set
Hella choppers on deck, why G's in check
Like a Mossberg round when I'm bringing that sound
You m****f****s now rocking with the king of the crown
I ain't running, I'm gunning with my latin ratcheto
For bricks of that pure pedrico, ask Rico
f***** n***** talking bout I'm hating on the south
Cuz I'm hating all that wack s*** n***** be putting out
b**** bullshit is bullshit from B.K. to V.A.
Have my n**** B.A. bodyslam the D.J.
Magnum's striking like the wrath of God
Heltah Skeltah, crash through the math, I'm hard
You know who you Rucking with, y'all n***** can't Rock
Got runningback bullets that ya'll vest can't block
n***** buzzing the hood, screaming Juxx s*** is rough
"So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!" - Kurtis Blow sample
[Chorus]
You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low
When the fifth blow
It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered
On the side of the road, you decided to flow
You be like, I hope these m****f****s bulletproof
If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do
Cuz, the mack spraying, saying n**** what?
"So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!" - Kurtis Blow sample
[Rock]
It's Mr. Monster Mad Rocko
Oscar the Grouch, hop up out the garbage can and pop toast
Reincarnate your a** with the rugers
Michael J. Fox clap ya stupid a** 'back to the future'
You ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking
To grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks
You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches
I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school
But I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block
And pop it, you gon' stop and drop
n***** bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie
You don't move, n**** fill you with heat, in the street
Doing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream
Why his last episode, eat a n**** cheese
I am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze
Cold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid n***** freeze
[Chorus]
You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low
When the fifth blow
It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered
On the side of the road, you decided to flow
You be like, I hope these m****f****s bulletproof
If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do
Cuz, the mack spraying, saying n**** what?
"So why has it got to be so d*** TOUGH!" - Kurtis Blow sample