[Intro: Lord Superb (Shyheim)]
Aiyo, the Rugged Child is something else, man
First met that n*gga (I ain't even like ya'll n*ggas)
Straight told me that sh*t, man (don't be coming in my circle)
They like why, he don't f*ck with a lot of clowns (I heard you)
Straight business dude, you know? Up front type of guy
[Shyheim]
Yo, I don't rock with you di*k-in-the-butt-ass kids
You ain't a thug with this saw-headed doing bids
Kill a what? You wouldn't kill a fly
n*gga, front like you ready to die, cuz you high
But when I let the ten milli, buck on that, who done it
Bloods take it in blood, your life is a course
I give your girl a dog di*k, to tell her more, b*tch
And cluck like the bird that she is, but that's your wifey
Since I came out, she like me, Rugged Child fanclub, she write me
Get hype g, lose your windpipe, breath through your tube
I love to win, I hate to lose, one of them crazy Wu-Tang dudes
A Killa Bee, I attack the suite, n*ggas killing me
Softly, talking bout the street
What they know about this life? I think they persian
Close the curtain, stop the press, they can't f*ck with the S
[Chorus 2X: Shyheim (Lord Superb)]
It's hard to cope with (cope with) so they smoke sh*t (smoke sh*t)
You ain't equivalent (equivalent) you suck ass and you suck a di*k
You ain't dangerous (dangerous), you ain't terrorist (terrorist)
Go against, and you will pay the penalty (you shall pay)
[Shyheim]
I'm giving you the cold shoulder, lil' n*gga
But a big notorious gun holder, cocoa broke
I get it fresh and white, like a boulder
There, pump it anywhere, spots, blocks, still
I got to get this money like Tiger Woods
di*k good, so I'm wanted by the shorties in the hood
Once moved like valor, and rock a worldwide tour
f*ck a BMW, I wanna buy a store
What you selling crack for, your looks? You ain't a crook
In the 4 building, you got your Air Max took
And yea I can respect, Tommy Hill down
On the V.I. with the specs, cuz when my numb bust
Clear the echo, I'm so bad, I get bail with a parole hoe
Guzzle them Olde Gold
[Chorus 2X]
[Outro: Lord Superb (Shyheim)]
Killa Kane (Reddy Red) Red One, that n*gga Pull, Pop
Tray (Stapleton) you know, Shaolin, (Ill P) the Rugged Child is here forever
(Real Gil), the millennium, the millennium, (Debo)
(All my n*ggas locked down, we don't go against the grain)
Forever, n*gga (if we do, death is a penalty)
Superb signing out (I don't f*ck with ya'll, chop my head off, you know?)