Hardcore

[Intro] To make the brothers act fools [Verse] I got it goin' on since I'm up next to flex You can bet I drop heavy, so girls grab your Kotex I catch fits when I blitz a rhyme grit And my lip gets to the point to rip some more fly shit Redman ready to rock rough rhymes Renegade rapper, rip when it's rhyme time Punk push a pen and pencil when I'm pissed Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit Fee-fi-fo-fum, funky to floor, ayy Fuck your freak words for foreplay Quickly, quiet is kept, never quack On the Q-Tip I quote, I throw lines like a quarterback A monster, murder motherfucks like Manson A madman who mutilize men with 9-M-M Bullets blow bad, brother, back to back I slam Bread and butter, break beats to Bam Bam Jump off the jim before I jack my Johnson I jam like Janet, chew MC's like Swansons Dennis Stamp, dummy, I'm diggin' a dungeon Can you dig that I dig deep to destroy dumb-dumbs? Yes, I am what I am when I jam, bro My afro's in the house (Yo, yo, yo) Long as I live large, life will be luxury Ladies in Lamborghinis, love is like luck to me Nasty nigga, competition is none From Newark, New Jersey, knock heads like Mike Nunn Shit, grab the steel when I'm strokin' Smoke with shotguns, but the sign said no smokin' Cool it, kiddo, I control from sea to sea Cut like Chucky, plus style is cock-D Superman lover, cool from the new school Hold your breath while I walk holdin' my jewels [Outro] Hardcore to make the brothers act fools Hardcore to make the brothers act fools Hardcore to make the brothers act fools Hardcore to make the brothers act fools