like "He ain't hardcore!" But hardcore is far more than bats and gats It stems back to the roots of being true It's gonna get me Me, you just get you You
caused My peace, my wars Man on the shore watching a stream Looks through the ripples to rocks in the bed Plants broke the surface seeds in the soft sands Roots hold to rocks
even People call me Tricky for particular reason I've got you see and i've got to let you know See we're rockin' in your area rock beneath your balcony
'm a rock star Do I blow you away? Do I stimulate your mind? Would you taste my love if I kick it tight I have none to waste with you I guess you can
;he ain't hardcore!" But hardcore is far more than bats and gats It stems back to the roots of being true It's gonna get me me, you just get you you
in my backyard I'm bumpy like Johnson, they call me D-Don My shit's so dope when you smoke you nod And I spit that shit that leave you holy like the
-hop fan Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl Hey DJ, on the request line, girl Play a record by my favorite band What you say, what you say now What you
3rd like Christ Without my physical portion My spirit a poltergeist for sure I'll be back through the heist tomorrow Blood over y'all fake niggas door What you thought? What you
you came to conquer You'll be king for a day But you too will deteriorate And quickly fade away And believe these words you hear When you think your
Life is fast but I dont wanna live past you, 'cause you are my only roots I was the king of the drug booze thing now I've worn out the soles of my party
Life is fast but I don't wanna live past you 'Cause you are my only roots I was the king of the drug, booze thing Now I've worn out the soles of my party
Life is fast but I don't wanna live past you 'cause you're my only roots I was the king of the drug booze thing now I've worn out the soles of my party
you thought was would it ever all be the same But if you got the love, baby, won't a damn thing change As long as you remember it always remains [ CHORUS
you could die slow Show where's the can bet your ass you believe it 'Cause niggas that you know try hard to be schemin' Work hard is fuck for everything to rock You
lines like the Lord?s book you n-ggas less rhymes more hooks more bucks but less love you hear them drums, ?uestlove no Roots, I?m so truth I used to rock
terror You'll get scarred, cause I'm coming hard with the rhythm Couldn't maintain, need help, say "God won't you give in?" We drop facts, over raw tracks
with the spirit in our orbit Life, it comes and goes and you do not punch a clock I don't take shit for granted, I think of Scott la rock Also of tyreo
and chain, I named her Madam X She love big cannons, sex unprotected You better respect it, kid, we 'bout to set trip You get ya neck ripped, eyeballs