I Am The Hardest — текст песни (Big Ed)

[Big Ed]

I AM THE HARDEST

Nigga on wax, Big Ed back (Assass` on)
No Limit Soldier retracts, I got my blast on
Hard to the bone, military minded nigga
We started this shit, must I remind you niggas
So I`m going all out, motherfuck the fall out
I`ll blow the wall on these HUNDRED ROUND DRUMS
and the I haul out, won`t stop, can`t stop,
before I stop, you drop, get retarted

I AM THE HARDEST

One on stage, bust with a rage,
I keep the crowd bucked like a gauge, hyper`s my trade
I give the crowd rowdy hooks, associated with crooks
dance floor filled with jabbing right hooks
I get the crowd shook, and they don`t wanna dance no mo`
cause all my thug niggas fighting on the floor
Throw you set up, I`m not the tightest or most lyrical artist
but -

I AM THE HARDEST

Chorus:

Nigga what you want? Shit you ride on your enemies
Hooks that make `em bleed, for all my niggas that`s on the streets
I won`t stop this how I eat, so fuck all y`all who question me
bust hardcore rhymes over harcore beats

I AM THE HARDEST

Rapper, point blank period
player you could run up and make this whole thing serious
mess around and get me furious
Oh you`se the hardest, I can believe that I`m hearing this
Just because you sold more units don`t make you harder
it just means your record executes were alittle bit smarter
boy you better get up out the quarter

I AM THE HARDEST

One with the mic, I`m not the tightest, that`s Mystikal
but I get this motherfucker physical
Go to Dallas, Chi-Town, Indy, A-T-L
St. Louis in the streets they know me well
In Orlando I got `em taking it to the trunk
On this album I`ma give `em all what they want
Full blown funk, and yo Big L, run that shit let`s get it started

I AM THE HARDEST

Chorus:

Nigga what you want? Shit you ride on your enemies
Hooks that make `em bleed, for all my niggas that`s on the streets
I won`t stop this how I eat, so fuck all y`all who question me
bust hardcore rhymes over harcore beats

I AM THE HARDEST

Soldier in this war, this game we call rap
kick the door in with 10 straps, explosive habits
Must I relate back to pimps, hustlers, gangstas and macks
I keep gats and I bust `em just like that *guns fires*
Hoes sweatin` out they perm, they got `fro backs
See I`ma throw back with other switch styles to the keep the floor packed
Fuck you haters I`ma get mine regardless

I AM THE HARDEST



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