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Heltah Skeltah - Forget Me Knots lyrics
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 "Hardcore, far more than the average" [Ruck] Fuckin, onionhead-ass, hardcore shit |
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