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shyheim – the rugged onez lyrics

[cl smooth: x4] “here comes the rugged one”

[prophet]
well i’m that ill sh-tty kid
they call the prof nitty kid
i’m one m-th-f-ckin ill crazy inner city kid
(what!) step the f-ck back then relax
rough is on a full scale attack black
huh, i’m packin a full metal jacket
a bat, 21 guns and a hatchet
what’s that? some ill sh-t kid you can’t match it
don’t even try to meet it cause you can’t f-ckin catch it
(aww f-ck!) baby you’re sh-t outta luck
cause i’m crazy, maybe it’s best that you duck
got the sh-t i can’t hide, some call it animos
it burns deep inside and that’s how i get heated
when i see the likes of you that’s the only time i need it
remember last meetin, i left my knuckles bleedin
now my palms are bl–dy cause i’m countin blood money
that i rob from your man in the land of milk and honey
you can’t do me none son when i smoke my meth
i feel no pain, no death, so what the f-ck is left
you see me meditate well then you see me in my home
way deep inside my dome that’s the place where i roam
where knowledge and the wisdom, understandin of the lord
is stored, if you’re lured everybody grab your sword
if i live by the sword then i die by the sword
i’ll die by the sword i swear to the f-ckin lord
cause i’m takin n-gg-s out like you never saw
see my sword is my tongue that’s how i get the job done
i still grab my gun cause i’m a f-ckin rugged one

[chorus x2:]
we came to rock (what)
we came to rip (what)
and with the rugged styles yo bust the way we flip it

[shyheim]
now here we go again another brother catchin heart
ain’t that some sh-t i gotta rip him apart
too many mcs fake funk claimin raw
you better hit floors soon as i declare war
comin straight at cha, better run quick from a click
that’s sick with a bunch of lunatics
for those who slept i want your rep wanna bet
today’ll be your day of regret
cause the rugged child is comin to town
to find a whole ground that can get beat down
huh, how you like me now i get down for my crown
with a fat sound that shakes from the underground

[june lova]
bringin ruckus to a n-gg-, quick to pull the trigger real fast
try to test me, buck buck buck on that -ss
i don’t fake none
when i pull out i’m down to take one’s life
i’m trife so watch what you say son
just came from up north catchin flashbacks
brothers doin that same old sh-t
i planned on chillin when i got home
but now it’s like i’m all alone cause everybody’s playin al capone
no one to stay positive with
everybody’s sellin drugs and all that good sh-t
so i parlay on the forcin tip
the studio is where you’ll find me just like back in 1990
but joe, everywhere i go is like june how you been
sorry i couldn’t come to see you when you were in
yeah, my man save all that bullsh-t
cause if you really cared you wouldn’ta came to see a n-gg- quit
word is bond, that’s how i kicked it
no disrespect intended, don’t get offended
i had to learn the hard way that there is no friends
how many of us have them
when sh-t gets real everybody’s on the run
so n-gg-s watch a back, here i come, here i come

[chorus x4]

[quasi]
it was a cold day in h-ll when they all heard the word
everybody’s eyes swelled and all the heads turned
it went “the ill killer and the sh-tty prof nitty
was f-ckin blowin up spots all over the city”
and everybody cheered “there a party over here!”
tryin to get our attention, but really need i mention
that my mind was set upon a most highest intention
for me to praise his name that’s the reason why i came
that’s the m-th-f-ckin name so don’t ask the same question twice
like who’s the m-th-f-ckin real christ
i already told ya once i’m too f-ckin nice
so i’ll tell you again, it’s allah see who decend
from the root of david to the line of solomon
all the way down to the m-th-f-ckin end so uhh
you and your friends just get on down
i ain’t talkin about dancin, face the f-ckin ground
hands upon your head kid do as i said
kid it’s too late you’re dead, good f-ckin riddance
and if i get bagged i’ma do the life sentence
so i’m out on a lam, don’t tell em where i am
even though i got the hearts and the smarts
to rip the sh-t to shambles
just like the huns and the vandals
yo i’m the one more souped up than campbells
why? cause i got the gats good and plenty
for the 1-2-2 you and the 120
so go and bring your crew if you wanna get done
by the true and the wu, cause here come the rugged onez

[chorus x4]

[sample x4]

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