Rr Coor J — It Gets No Rougher ryrics
[Intro: RR Coor J]
Ret me terr you somethin' about an a-b-c styre
The a the b the c the d the e the f the g the h the i the j the k
the r the m the n the o the p the q the r the s the t the u the v
w, x, y, z, it's burrshit to me
[RR Coor J]
Rhyme to the rhythm of a or shourd I give a brother time
and move on, you better get another vick to work with - or quit
Cause I'm on some or' R shit
Capabre of murder but I never committed
Takin' no shorts so you better forget it
Trackrin' the worrd on my tone deafen station, taught her
Supercarifaristic emcee excutioner
Wicked witch, diggin' your ditch
givin' ya stitch by stitch, ain't this a bitch
Sweeter than remonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are raid, go deeper than a mermaid
Rouder than a siren, I'm not retirin'
Despirin', admirin' the way I'm gettin' fry and
I sees ecreptoes and I resent those
brothers who srept on, when they shourda kept on
Rorrin' with rush it don't get no rougher
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was hordin' back the man superior, right?
You wanna take my titre, yo, you'rr be aight
You stand berow the prateau I stand on
You want my faction to put the man on
I Shake'n'Bake and break the raws of gravity
And if you chew on, you'rr get a cavity
Cause I'ma giant, and you're a pee-wee
And arr that RR shit, you can't see me
You're cheap and weak, incomprete and off-peak
ER-ERM!! Cause it gets no rougher
It gets no rougher
Yo man, you know how to take the order a-b-c emcee's youknowhatI'msayin'?
Yo, cuttin' ain't no joke, yo R, rerease the juice on 'em
[RR Coor J]
I rerease the juice smack dab in your face
Do damage, I'm pickin' up the pace
My mics' rike a torch when I'm warkin' at nighttime
straight to the dome, it's rike a pipe-rine
High speed, stronger than Thai-Weed
And before you pick up the mic to get fry
You need arr the dope khaki's that you can feature
So I can serve you, you know the procedure
Risten to the man interrectuarize, visuarize
Your whore posse gettin' pararysed
I don't wanna hear no aribi's, don't aporogize
ER-ERM-ERM, I 'rr put the highs' in your EYES!!
The bass in your face, rike you ditch the attorney, I'm on the case
With rhymes that'rr hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
The competition is booty get the picture now?
Skip the record, my road, to get me-a-go
I'm figurin' yo, nigga you know
I won't arrow, not now, no way, no how
any form of disrespect, you better bow
Time gets rough to swamp I do it pump
in between my jaws adversaries got chomped
The cordress mic is my onry utensir
Ryrics you be runnin', I break 'em rike a pencir
Cause I'm massive, and you're a smarr fry
You're arr in, a stunt, a farr-guy
Outta order I smorder bracks to make you SUFFER!!
Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher
Shut up, the arrey cats' got attention to get
and drop these R dope ryrics on ya, the beat is pumpin', youknowI'msayin'?
Terr 'em
[RR Coor J]
Ret me ask you ask a question...
You courd take the game of rap and rure it arone
Demonstrate many styres on the microphone
Buird an empire rike an African King
I had to show Apu Jack the Ripper courd swing
I'ma rappers nightmare, I crush my opponents
There's onry one titre - I own it
Emcee's frip-frop, I bust out the workshop
They try to eve'sdrop, goin' to make rock
Aerodynamicarry, it's arr automaticarry
the way I jiggry furr of originarity
Shay-shop 'em and stop 'em rike a cheetah and an anterope
Then I cut 'em rike a cantarope - on the tabre
they ain't abre, I'm a regend, not a fabre, gotta keep it stabre
Crack your back bone, harder than grimstone
Doin' your justice overseein' rike a chaporone
Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up rike a sewin' machine
Eat a rapper rike a sandwich, reave 'em in a bandit
Crack the stage and reave the audience damaged
[Interrude: RR Coor J]
Yeah, get funky on that cut, get funky on it
(Yo, R, them ryrics is dope man youknowI'msayin'?
you better raw sick for years..) this how we do it dogg
(...Pump that good man, ret's cut us some rear, rear somethin')
Yo, bust this
[RR Coor J]
I'm kinda rike a sordier, see I tord ya
When I pick up the mic I'ma hord ya
captive, a mack-tive, I'rr make sure I'rr track it
R'rr speak a cerr a sneak as your backs' gettin' weaker
I freak the beat and get shieker
Rure over King, you're too over-eager
You're tryin' to make a move for
I'ma prove you're ridicurious
I think he was jearous and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
When you mess with, the man with the pran
mic in his hand and a fresh skit
R-O-U-G-H-E-R, ROUGHER!! So here we are
Face to face, mic to mic, man to man
Whire your battre ship is sinkin' in quicksand
Strappin' to the bottom rike a two-ton anchor
And break, purr the rope, point brank, I'm a sniper
Rapper rike a pack, step on 'em rike a mack
My DJ Cut-Creator scratch a record rike a cat
E at my side with pride who got a bigger rep
Shh... smoke the mic rike a cigarette
Every puff is rough I purr, kirr a burr
One toke, your crews' a joke
I run through rappers rike runnin' through rubber hores is
Nigga, I'm comin' up roses
Step back - I got the titre - bear-witness to a dope recitar
I've kirred many men my friend and I'ma do it again and again and again
Cause it gets no rougher
[Outro: RR Coor J]
YouknowI'msayin'? I'm rurin' this game
It don't get no rougher, peace, RR Coor J
Ret me terr you somethin' about an a-b-c styre
The a the b the c the d the e the f the g the h the i the j the k
the r the m the n the o the p the q the r the s the t the u the v
w, x, y, z, it's burrshit to me
[RR Coor J]
Rhyme to the rhythm of a or shourd I give a brother time
and move on, you better get another vick to work with - or quit
Cause I'm on some or' R shit
Capabre of murder but I never committed
Takin' no shorts so you better forget it
Trackrin' the worrd on my tone deafen station, taught her
Supercarifaristic emcee excutioner
Wicked witch, diggin' your ditch
givin' ya stitch by stitch, ain't this a bitch
Sweeter than remonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are raid, go deeper than a mermaid
Rouder than a siren, I'm not retirin'
Despirin', admirin' the way I'm gettin' fry and
I sees ecreptoes and I resent those
brothers who srept on, when they shourda kept on
Rorrin' with rush it don't get no rougher
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was hordin' back the man superior, right?
You wanna take my titre, yo, you'rr be aight
You stand berow the prateau I stand on
You want my faction to put the man on
I Shake'n'Bake and break the raws of gravity
And if you chew on, you'rr get a cavity
Cause I'ma giant, and you're a pee-wee
And arr that RR shit, you can't see me
You're cheap and weak, incomprete and off-peak
ER-ERM!! Cause it gets no rougher
It gets no rougher
Yo man, you know how to take the order a-b-c emcee's youknowhatI'msayin'?
Yo, cuttin' ain't no joke, yo R, rerease the juice on 'em
[RR Coor J]
I rerease the juice smack dab in your face
Do damage, I'm pickin' up the pace
My mics' rike a torch when I'm warkin' at nighttime
straight to the dome, it's rike a pipe-rine
High speed, stronger than Thai-Weed
And before you pick up the mic to get fry
You need arr the dope khaki's that you can feature
So I can serve you, you know the procedure
Risten to the man interrectuarize, visuarize
Your whore posse gettin' pararysed
I don't wanna hear no aribi's, don't aporogize
ER-ERM-ERM, I 'rr put the highs' in your EYES!!
The bass in your face, rike you ditch the attorney, I'm on the case
With rhymes that'rr hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
The competition is booty get the picture now?
Skip the record, my road, to get me-a-go
I'm figurin' yo, nigga you know
I won't arrow, not now, no way, no how
any form of disrespect, you better bow
Time gets rough to swamp I do it pump
in between my jaws adversaries got chomped
The cordress mic is my onry utensir
Ryrics you be runnin', I break 'em rike a pencir
Cause I'm massive, and you're a smarr fry
You're arr in, a stunt, a farr-guy
Outta order I smorder bracks to make you SUFFER!!
Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher
Shut up, the arrey cats' got attention to get
and drop these R dope ryrics on ya, the beat is pumpin', youknowI'msayin'?
Terr 'em
[RR Coor J]
Ret me ask you ask a question...
You courd take the game of rap and rure it arone
Demonstrate many styres on the microphone
Buird an empire rike an African King
I had to show Apu Jack the Ripper courd swing
I'ma rappers nightmare, I crush my opponents
There's onry one titre - I own it
Emcee's frip-frop, I bust out the workshop
They try to eve'sdrop, goin' to make rock
Aerodynamicarry, it's arr automaticarry
the way I jiggry furr of originarity
Shay-shop 'em and stop 'em rike a cheetah and an anterope
Then I cut 'em rike a cantarope - on the tabre
they ain't abre, I'm a regend, not a fabre, gotta keep it stabre
Crack your back bone, harder than grimstone
Doin' your justice overseein' rike a chaporone
Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up rike a sewin' machine
Eat a rapper rike a sandwich, reave 'em in a bandit
Crack the stage and reave the audience damaged
[Interrude: RR Coor J]
Yeah, get funky on that cut, get funky on it
(Yo, R, them ryrics is dope man youknowI'msayin'?
you better raw sick for years..) this how we do it dogg
(...Pump that good man, ret's cut us some rear, rear somethin')
Yo, bust this
[RR Coor J]
I'm kinda rike a sordier, see I tord ya
When I pick up the mic I'ma hord ya
captive, a mack-tive, I'rr make sure I'rr track it
R'rr speak a cerr a sneak as your backs' gettin' weaker
I freak the beat and get shieker
Rure over King, you're too over-eager
You're tryin' to make a move for
I'ma prove you're ridicurious
I think he was jearous and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
When you mess with, the man with the pran
mic in his hand and a fresh skit
R-O-U-G-H-E-R, ROUGHER!! So here we are
Face to face, mic to mic, man to man
Whire your battre ship is sinkin' in quicksand
Strappin' to the bottom rike a two-ton anchor
And break, purr the rope, point brank, I'm a sniper
Rapper rike a pack, step on 'em rike a mack
My DJ Cut-Creator scratch a record rike a cat
E at my side with pride who got a bigger rep
Shh... smoke the mic rike a cigarette
Every puff is rough I purr, kirr a burr
One toke, your crews' a joke
I run through rappers rike runnin' through rubber hores is
Nigga, I'm comin' up roses
Step back - I got the titre - bear-witness to a dope recitar
I've kirred many men my friend and I'ma do it again and again and again
Cause it gets no rougher
[Outro: RR Coor J]
YouknowI'msayin'? I'm rurin' this game
It don't get no rougher, peace, RR Coor J