Представляем точный текст композиции "The Rugged Onez" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Shyheim . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Rugged Onez» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Shyheim передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Shyheim - "The Rugged Onez"
Lyrics to The Rugged Onez : (feat. June Lova, Prophet, Quasi) [CL Smooth: x4] "Here comes the rugged one" [Prophet] Well Im that ill shitty kid They call the Prof Nitty kid Im one muthafuckin ill crazy inner city kid (What!) Step the fuck back then relax Rough is on a full scale attack black Huh, Im packin a full metal jacket A bat, 21 guns and a hatchet Whats that' Some ill shit kid you cant match it Dont even try to meet it cause you cant fuckin catch it (Aww fuck!) Baby youre shit outta luck Cause Im crazy, maybe its best that you duck Got the shit I cant hide, some call it animos It burns deep inside and thats how I get heated When I see the likes of you thats the only time I need it Remember last meetin, I left my knuckles bleedin Now my palms are bloody cause Im countin blood money That I rob from your man in the land of milk and honey You cant do me none son when I smoke my Meth I feel no pain, no death, so what the fuck is left You see me meditate well then you see me in my home Way deep inside my dome thats the place where I roam Where knowledge and the wisdom, understandin of the lord Is stored, if youre lured everybody grab your sword If I live by the sword then I die by the sword Ill die by the sword I swear to the fuckin lord Cause Im takin niggas out like you never saw See my sword is my tongue thats how I get the job done I still grab my gun cause Im a fuckin 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 Aint that some shit 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 Thats sick with a bunch of lunatics For those who slept I want your rep wanna bet Todayll 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 nigga, quick to pull the trigger real fast Try to test me, buck buck buck on that ass I dont fake none When I pull out Im down to take ones life Im trife so watch what you say son Just came from up north catchin flashbacks Brothers doin that same old shit I planned on chillin when I got home But now its like Im all alone cause everybodys playin Al Capone No one to stay positive with Everybodys sellin drugs and all that good shit So I parlay on the forcin tip The studio is where youll find me just like back in 1990 But Joe, everywhere I go is like June how you been Sorry I couldnt come to see you when you were in Yeah, my man save all that bullshit Cause if you really cared you wouldnta came to see a nigga quit Word is bond, thats how I kicked it No disrespect intended, dont get offended I had to learn the hard way that there is no friends How many of us have them When shit gets real everybodys on the run So niggas watch a back, here I come, here I come [Chorus x4] [Quasi] It was a cold day in hell when they all heard the word Everybodys eyes swelled and all the heads turned It went "The ill killer and the shitty Prof Nitty Was fuckin 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 thats the reason why I came Thats the muthafuckin name so dont ask the same question twice Like whos the muthafuckin real Christ I already told ya once Im too fuckin nice So Ill tell you again, its Allah see who decend From the root of David to the line of Solomon All the way down to the muthafuckin end so uhh You and your friends just get on down I aint talkin about dancin, face the fuckin ground Hands upon your head kid do as I said Kid its too late youre dead, good fuckin riddance And if I get bagged Ima do the life sentence So Im out on a lam, dont tell em where I am Even though I got the hearts and the smarts To rip the shit to shambles Just like the Huns and the vandals Yo Im 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] [ The Rugged Onez Lyrics ]
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