Hardcore lyrics

[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 sh*t
Redman ready to rock rough rhymes
Renegade rapper, rip when it's rhyme time
Punk push a pen and pencil when I'm p*ssed
Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro sh*t
Fee-fi-fo-fum, funky to floor, ayy
f*ck 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 motherf*cks 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 n*gga, competition is none
From Newark, New Jersey, knock heads like Mike Nunn
sh*t, 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 c*ck-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