Ten Tough Guys Lyrics

Ten Tough Guys lyrics

Come on move it! Get in one line here!

(Double K)
I got ten MC's held
up in a line
Cause all these dudes told me that they knew how to rhyme
So
which one will it be that I choose to test first
The way he grabbed the mic
showed signs of a pussy and even worse
He was talkin bout a gat that wasn't
tucked in his waist
So I ???? into the next sucka face (next)
This fool
was pretty dope told him, keep up the good work
Gave him a pound and a pin,
moved on to this next jerk
Hey yo, dude looked like Usher with his chest all
exposed
Bustin bout bitches he be hittin and his stupid ass clothes
Bitch
smile on his face like there were hands in the air wavin'
But I was
anticipatin with Satan to see him bakin'
Under the authority of someone
lower than me
Started gettin tired (yawn!), skipped three, now here's the
seventh MC
Looked like a pretty cool guy, but sounded like Treach (Hay!
Ho!)
Moved around all fast screamin with weapons around his neck
It was
like a fuckin joke, me and the gang got a good laugh,
He got all hot, tried
to dulo, we beat his fuckin ass like
(sounds of fighting)
Number eight
was a female, at least that's how I figured,
Until it started rappin,
sounded like one of my niggas,
God damn this that, and all the guns in the
world
Harder than most niggas on the mic, even had a Jheri Curl
(damn!)
Sent her to Jenny Jones, for the little makeover,
Told her, "be
back in two weeks!" you see all I wanted to do was bone her
Word, she's out
like yesterday's six pack
So let's get back to the last two, yo they from
the same crew,
What should we do, Thes said he knew them niggas from some
open mic spot,
They tried to gun up, got cut up, so here's round
2

"Yea you money! I'm talkin to you!"
"You got a battle rap? Battle
me!"
"Wassup?!"
"Battle me!"
"Wassup?!"

(Thes One)
Yo! What
would you do if I could prove you didn't exist and it was true
Like ???
solidified proof of your essence
Of you in the spoof of your birth
Now I
guess that would lesson your worth to the dirt and the earth
And the leaf,
now I leave you alone without belief that your really here
And assist you
beneath your fear
An endearing tear would fall if all that I said was
true,
Am I right or ???, too complex for quote
I'll have the final
say,
Like the rope to the boat to the dock, you're not free yet,
man
You're sick, stuck, caught, sick in the head,
Stuck to the bed,
you're dumbfed
Diseased with that mononuclear, what I look like
money?!
That latin listening to Coolio? So I ask,
What was your mom's
task when she had you?
If fully she knew that through all of her pain
Her
baby was born without brain and insane and just plain,
no style! No smile,
your memories are worth a shitpile to me
You believe that you're free?!!
Man, free from your mom,
Free from the man and most of all free from me but
you see,
I've caught you! My bad you don't really exist,
So I got to,
explain this so when I tell you how not to,
You won't do it, I'm screwin
your thinkin!
I know I exist and I prove it cause I'm listening to
you
But I ask, what if God was an evil genius who only made you believe you
were
true?
And your life was nothing man! Just a really long dream
And
when you die you'll start a whole new life, a whole new dream
But that was
just a dream, and it seems man you can't break out the cycle
Am I crazy? Go
to your church and ask your white God if I'm right though,
Whatever he
replies will be lies, we've already established this evil,
When I'm lying,
you don't exist but merely as emotion and perceival,
Believe you'll be round
tomorrow kid, yo,
You've borrowed time with no entrance,
And since you're
a dream I can mentally put on the pinch
And you disappear in an
instant,
Fool what?! What?!

"nigga fuck you! You can't rap
anyway"
"We up out of here!"
"Sucka ass niggas! Eat a dick!"