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(x7)\nSo why has it got to be so damn TOUGH!\n\n(Sean Price:)\nYo, it's the left jab\nThat have 'em fucked up like a crystal meth lab\nNigga it's the right cross\nThat'll rattle your brain and drain your life force\nDo a lotta things for the chain with the ice cross\nChecking papi down the corner, brick and the white soft\nThat shit wack, gyro meat with the white sauce\nI spit pyro, heat all my life, boss\nI'm into large cars and hard denim\nYa'll niggas fraud and your dodge, slobbing on large women\nI did a small stint in a large prison\nCame home rapping, saying it was all God given\nSean is risen, came up the hard way\nMother blasted in Blake, that's what the God's day\nSing a sad song, like Sade\nI will each ya food, like you sucker for entree, P.!\n\n(Chorus: Buckshot)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Ruste Juxx:)\nI came to the game a vet, O.G. on the set\nHella choppers on deck, why G's in check\nLike a Mossberg round when I'm bringing that sound\nYou muthafuckas now rocking with the king of the crown\nI ain't running, I'm gunning with my latin ratcheto\nFor bricks of that pure pedrico, ask Rico\nFaggot niggas talking bout I'm hating on the south\nCause I'm hating all that wack shit niggas be putting out\nBitch bullshit is bullshit from B.K. to V.A.\nHave my nigga B.A. bodyslam the D.J.\nMagnum's striking like the wrath of God\nHeltah Skeltah, crash through the math, I'm hard\nYou know who you Rucking with, y'all niggas can't Rock\nGot runningback bullets that ya'll vest can't block\nNiggas buzzing the hood, screaming Juxx shit is rough\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Chorus:)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Rock:)\nIt's Mr. Monster Mad Rocko\nOscar the Grouch, hop up out the garbage can and pop toast\nReincarnate your ass with the rugers\nMichael J. Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\nYou ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\nTo grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\nYou had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\nI call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\nBut I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\nAnd pop it, you gon' stop and drop\nNiggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\nYou don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\nDoing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\nWhy his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\nI am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\nCold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n\n(Chorus:)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] (Kurtis Blow \"Tough\" sample)\n[00:02.55] TOUGH! (x7)\n[00:19.43] So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH!\n[00:22.17] (Sean Price:)\n[00:23.17] Yo, it's the left jab\n[00:25.55] That have 'em fucked up like a crystal meth lab\n[00:27.96] Nigga it's the right cross\n[00:30.76] That'll rattle your brain and drain your life force\n[00:33.55] Do a lotta things for the chain with the ice cross\n[00:36.26] Checking papi down the corner, brick and the white soft\n[00:39.92] That shit wack, gyro meat with the white sauce\n[00:41.99] I spit pyro, heat all my life, boss\n[00:44.83] I'm into large cars and hard denim\n[00:47.75] Ya'll niggas fraud and your dodge, slobbing on large women\n[00:50.34] I did a small stint in a large prison\n[00:53.18] Came home rapping, saying it was all God given\n[00:55.83] Sean is risen, came up the hard way\n[00:58.62] Mother blasted in Blake, that's what the God's day\n[01:01.24] Sing a sad song, like Sade\n[01:04.10] I will each ya food, like you sucker for entree, P.!\n[01:07.28] (Chorus: Buckshot)\n[01:08.27] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[01:10.72] When the fifth blow\n[01:13.03] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[01:15.02] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[01:17.41] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[01:20.40] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[01:23.41] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[01:26.23] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[01:29.47] (Ruste Juxx:)\n[01:29.95] I came to the game a vet, O.G. on the set\n[01:31.72] Hella choppers on deck, why G's in check\n[01:34.62] Like a Mossberg round when I'm bringing that sound\n[01:37.58] You muthafuckas now rocking with the king of the crown\n[01:40.19] I ain't running, I'm gunning with my latin ratcheto\n[01:43.00] For bricks of that pure pedrico, ask Rico\n[01:45.83] Faggot niggas talking bout I'm hating on the south\n[01:48.46] Cause I'm hating all that wack shit niggas be putting out\n[01:51.46] Bitch bullshit is bullshit from B.K. to V.A.\n[01:54.29] Have my nigga B.A. bodyslam the D.J.\n[01:57.12] Magnum's striking like the wrath of God\n[01:59.78] Heltah Skeltah, crash through the math, I'm hard\n[02:02.58] You know who you Rucking with, y'all niggas can't Rock\n[02:05.76] Got runningback bullets that ya'll vest can't block\n[02:08.33] Niggas buzzing the hood, screaming Juxx shit is rough\n[02:11.23] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[02:13.84] (Chorus:)\n[02:14.37] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[02:17.45] When the fifth blow\n[02:18.79] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[02:21.78] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[02:24.53] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[02:27.66] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[02:30.50] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[02:33.17] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[02:36.08] (Rock:)\n[02:37.31] It's Mr. Monster Mad Rocko\n[02:39.47] Oscar the Grouch, hop up out the garbage can and pop toast\n[02:42.00] Reincarnate your ass with the rugers\n[02:44.45] Michael J. Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\n[02:47.24] You ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\n[02:49.95] To grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\n[02:52.57] You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\n[02:55.67] I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\n[02:58.74] But I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\n[03:02.17] And pop it, you gon' stop and drop\n[03:04.27] Niggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\n[03:06.88] You don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\n[03:10.33] Doing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\n[03:12.53] Why his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\n[03:15.28] I am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\n[03:17.86] Cold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n[03:20.92] (Chorus:)\n[03:21.47] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[03:24.12] When the fifth blow\n[03:25.66] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[03:28.50] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[03:31.17] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[03:34.23] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[03:37.16] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[03:40.26] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[04:05.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Damn Tuff\n  artist: Heltah Skeltah\n  album: D.I.R.T. 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(x7)\nSo why has it got to be so damn TOUGH!\n\n(Sean Price:)\nYo, it's the left jab\nThat have 'em fucked up like a crystal meth lab\nNigga it's the right cross\nThat'll rattle your brain and drain your life force\nDo a lotta things for the chain with the ice cross\nChecking papi down the corner, brick and the white soft\nThat shit wack, gyro meat with the white sauce\nI spit pyro, heat all my life, boss\nI'm into large cars and hard denim\nYa'll niggas fraud and your dodge, slobbing on large women\nI did a small stint in a large prison\nCame home rapping, saying it was all God given\nSean is risen, came up the hard way\nMother blasted in Blake, that's what the God's day\nSing a sad song, like Sade\nI will each ya food, like you sucker for entree, P.!\n\n(Chorus: Buckshot)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Ruste Juxx:)\nI came to the game a vet, O.G. on the set\nHella choppers on deck, why G's in check\nLike a Mossberg round when I'm bringing that sound\nYou muthafuckas now rocking with the king of the crown\nI ain't running, I'm gunning with my latin ratcheto\nFor bricks of that pure pedrico, ask Rico\nFaggot niggas talking bout I'm hating on the south\nCause I'm hating all that wack shit niggas be putting out\nBitch bullshit is bullshit from B.K. to V.A.\nHave my nigga B.A. bodyslam the D.J.\nMagnum's striking like the wrath of God\nHeltah Skeltah, crash through the math, I'm hard\nYou know who you Rucking with, y'all niggas can't Rock\nGot runningback bullets that ya'll vest can't block\nNiggas buzzing the hood, screaming Juxx shit is rough\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Chorus:)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Rock:)\nIt's Mr. Monster Mad Rocko\nOscar the Grouch, hop up out the garbage can and pop toast\nReincarnate your ass with the rugers\nMichael J. Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\nYou ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\nTo grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\nYou had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\nI call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\nBut I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\nAnd pop it, you gon' stop and drop\nNiggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\nYou don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\nDoing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\nWhy his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\nI am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\nCold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n\n(Chorus:)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] (Kurtis Blow \"Tough\" sample)\n[00:02.55] TOUGH! 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Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\n[02:47.24] You ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\n[02:49.95] To grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\n[02:52.57] You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\n[02:55.67] I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\n[02:58.74] But I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\n[03:02.17] And pop it, you gon' stop and drop\n[03:04.27] Niggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\n[03:06.88] You don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\n[03:10.33] Doing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\n[03:12.53] Why his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\n[03:15.28] I am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\n[03:17.86] Cold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n[03:20.92] (Chorus:)\n[03:21.47] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[03:24.12] When the fifth blow\n[03:25.66] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[03:28.50] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[03:31.17] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[03:34.23] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[03:37.16] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[03:40.26] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[04:05.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Damn Tuff (feat. 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Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\nYou ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\nTo grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\nYou had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\nI call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\nBut I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\nAnd pop it, you gon' stop and drop\nNiggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\nYou don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\nDoing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\nWhy his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\nI am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\nCold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n\n(Chorus:)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] (Kurtis Blow \"Tough\" sample)\n[00:02.55] TOUGH! 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Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\n[02:47.24] You ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\n[02:49.95] To grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\n[02:52.57] You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\n[02:55.67] I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\n[02:58.74] But I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\n[03:02.17] And pop it, you gon' stop and drop\n[03:04.27] Niggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\n[03:06.88] You don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\n[03:10.33] Doing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\n[03:12.53] Why his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\n[03:15.28] I am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\n[03:17.86] Cold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n[03:20.92] (Chorus:)\n[03:21.47] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[03:24.12] When the fifth blow\n[03:25.66] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[03:28.50] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[03:31.17] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[03:34.23] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[03:37.16] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[03:40.26] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[04:05.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Damn Tuff (Feat. 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Watch how you talking\nTo grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\nYou had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\nI call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\nBut I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\nAnd pop it, you gon' stop and drop\nNiggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\nYou don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\nDoing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\nWhy his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\nI am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\nCold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n\n(Chorus:)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] (Kurtis Blow \"Tough\" sample)\n[00:02.55] TOUGH! 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Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\n[02:47.24] You ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\n[02:49.95] To grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\n[02:52.57] You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\n[02:55.67] I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\n[02:58.74] But I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\n[03:02.17] And pop it, you gon' stop and drop\n[03:04.27] Niggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\n[03:06.88] You don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\n[03:10.33] Doing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\n[03:12.53] Why his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\n[03:15.28] I am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\n[03:17.86] Cold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n[03:20.92] (Chorus:)\n[03:21.47] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[03:24.12] When the fifth blow\n[03:25.66] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[03:28.50] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[03:31.17] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[03:34.23] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[03:37.16] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[03:40.26] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[04:05.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Damn Tuff\n  artist: Heltah Skeltah feat. 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(x7)\nSo why has it got to be so damn TOUGH!\n\n(Sean Price:)\nYo, it's the left jab\nThat have 'em fucked up like a crystal meth lab\nNigga it's the right cross\nThat'll rattle your brain and drain your life force\nDo a lotta things for the chain with the ice cross\nChecking papi down the corner, brick and the white soft\nThat shit wack, gyro meat with the white sauce\nI spit pyro, heat all my life, boss\nI'm into large cars and hard denim\nYa'll niggas fraud and your dodge, slobbing on large women\nI did a small stint in a large prison\nCame home rapping, saying it was all God given\nSean is risen, came up the hard way\nMother blasted in Blake, that's what the God's day\nSing a sad song, like Sade\nI will each ya food, like you sucker for entree, P.!\n\n(Chorus: Buckshot)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Ruste Juxx:)\nI came to the game a vet, O.G. on the set\nHella choppers on deck, why G's in check\nLike a Mossberg round when I'm bringing that sound\nYou muthafuckas now rocking with the king of the crown\nI ain't running, I'm gunning with my latin ratcheto\nFor bricks of that pure pedrico, ask Rico\nFaggot niggas talking bout I'm hating on the south\nCause I'm hating all that wack shit niggas be putting out\nBitch bullshit is bullshit from B.K. to V.A.\nHave my nigga B.A. bodyslam the D.J.\nMagnum's striking like the wrath of God\nHeltah Skeltah, crash through the math, I'm hard\nYou know who you Rucking with, y'all niggas can't Rock\nGot runningback bullets that ya'll vest can't block\nNiggas buzzing the hood, screaming Juxx shit is rough\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Chorus:)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n\n(Rock:)\nIt's Mr. Monster Mad Rocko\nOscar the Grouch, hop up out the garbage can and pop toast\nReincarnate your ass with the rugers\nMichael J. Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\nYou ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\nTo grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\nYou had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\nI call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\nBut I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\nAnd pop it, you gon' stop and drop\nNiggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\nYou don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\nDoing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\nWhy his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\nI am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\nCold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n\n(Chorus:)\nYou ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\nWhen the fifth blow\nIt don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\nOn the side of the road, you decided to flow\nYou be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\nIf not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\nCause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n(sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.48] (Kurtis Blow \"Tough\" sample)\n[00:02.55] TOUGH! (x7)\n[00:19.43] So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH!\n[00:22.17] (Sean Price:)\n[00:23.17] Yo, it's the left jab\n[00:25.55] That have 'em fucked up like a crystal meth lab\n[00:27.96] Nigga it's the right cross\n[00:30.76] That'll rattle your brain and drain your life force\n[00:33.55] Do a lotta things for the chain with the ice cross\n[00:36.26] Checking papi down the corner, brick and the white soft\n[00:39.92] That shit wack, gyro meat with the white sauce\n[00:41.99] I spit pyro, heat all my life, boss\n[00:44.83] I'm into large cars and hard denim\n[00:47.75] Ya'll niggas fraud and your dodge, slobbing on large women\n[00:50.34] I did a small stint in a large prison\n[00:53.18] Came home rapping, saying it was all God given\n[00:55.83] Sean is risen, came up the hard way\n[00:58.62] Mother blasted in Blake, that's what the God's day\n[01:01.24] Sing a sad song, like Sade\n[01:04.10] I will each ya food, like you sucker for entree, P.!\n[01:07.28] (Chorus: Buckshot)\n[01:08.27] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[01:10.72] When the fifth blow\n[01:13.03] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[01:15.02] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[01:17.41] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[01:20.40] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[01:23.41] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[01:26.23] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[01:29.47] (Ruste Juxx:)\n[01:29.95] I came to the game a vet, O.G. on the set\n[01:31.72] Hella choppers on deck, why G's in check\n[01:34.62] Like a Mossberg round when I'm bringing that sound\n[01:37.58] You muthafuckas now rocking with the king of the crown\n[01:40.19] I ain't running, I'm gunning with my latin ratcheto\n[01:43.00] For bricks of that pure pedrico, ask Rico\n[01:45.83] Faggot niggas talking bout I'm hating on the south\n[01:48.46] Cause I'm hating all that wack shit niggas be putting out\n[01:51.46] Bitch bullshit is bullshit from B.K. to V.A.\n[01:54.29] Have my nigga B.A. bodyslam the D.J.\n[01:57.12] Magnum's striking like the wrath of God\n[01:59.78] Heltah Skeltah, crash through the math, I'm hard\n[02:02.58] You know who you Rucking with, y'all niggas can't Rock\n[02:05.76] Got runningback bullets that ya'll vest can't block\n[02:08.33] Niggas buzzing the hood, screaming Juxx shit is rough\n[02:11.23] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[02:13.84] (Chorus:)\n[02:14.37] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[02:17.45] When the fifth blow\n[02:18.79] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[02:21.78] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[02:24.53] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[02:27.66] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[02:30.50] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[02:33.17] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[02:36.08] (Rock:)\n[02:37.31] It's Mr. Monster Mad Rocko\n[02:39.47] Oscar the Grouch, hop up out the garbage can and pop toast\n[02:42.00] Reincarnate your ass with the rugers\n[02:44.45] Michael J. Fox clap ya stupid ass 'back to the future'\n[02:47.24] You ahead of your time, huh, huh? Watch how you talking\n[02:49.95] To grown folks, I don't throw fits, I throw folks\n[02:52.57] You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches\n[02:55.67] I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school\n[02:58.74] But I'm big Rock, I hit you in the head with the big block\n[03:02.17] And pop it, you gon' stop and drop\n[03:04.27] Niggas bad, rookie, the guns bust and boogie\n[03:06.88] You don't move, nigga fill you with heat, in the street\n[03:10.33] Doing the tweak, wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream\n[03:12.53] Why his last episode, eat a nigga cheese\n[03:15.28] I am past eskimo, cooler than a breeze\n[03:17.86] Cold meal, they cold still, and make you stupid niggas freeze\n[03:20.92] (Chorus:)\n[03:21.47] You ain't gotta like it, all you gotta do is get low\n[03:24.12] When the fifth blow\n[03:25.66] It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered\n[03:28.50] On the side of the road, you decided to flow\n[03:31.17] You be like, I hope these muthafuckas bulletproof\n[03:34.23] If not, I'm show 'em what these bullets do\n[03:37.16] Cause, the mack spraying, saying nigga what?\n[03:40.26] (sample: Kurtis Blow) \"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH! \"\n[04:05.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So Damn Tuff (feat. 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