I have a special little sauce, So I was at a party Something that I never hide, Is the way that I ride A bass line, or a stare or a bass drum, suckas, Comes naturally 'Cus I have originality E is never scared Now, you know I'm prepared Is it the same story? You got something for me Nah, I've got something for you It's positivity Negative I never give Or maybe you're dissing me On account of the fact that me I'm real sensitive, real And this the just the way I feel The deal is to respect the other man's views But the other man's views are just A hand? with a bullet through it??? Nothing, whenever they talk they just bluffing Unless, of course, they discussing effect I'm going to find my amp? If it's final, I drop the sciecne Cus I ain't gonna let it drop
Why Why does it got to be So damn tough
Better be tough.... Better be tough...
Better be tough... Better be tough...
I used to rhyme in a time When I was carefree With a carefree attitude I knew I didn't have to prove anything Didn't have a party, or any diamond ring 'Cus I didn't have the cash And I don't commit sins To obtain the material benefits Yo, the harder my work, the more I had to pay So, became a man as a youngster Spreading out positive vibes To little punks that's busted Couple of brothers were also microphone lovers In the days a lot your mothers Would stay out late like a lot of others? In my hometown, you were the best fit? That's why when I on top, arrested Now, you think you're good to go But you can't go, becus' I'm rocking the ho' I've been snapped up, buy back by the company, jettisoned Slapped up, even your girl she cracked up Lapped up, hearing your ridiculous statements Me and Technotronic, terror basement Peace