Gravediggaz - Rough Enough

Yo, enough's enough Yo yo, yo, I'm rough enough Yo check it, yo, ain't done enough, betta believe dat Yo, can't help enough, yo what the fuck? Break fool, crack you for robs Unless your crew's, adding on to the pot, never known to stop I flip the vendetta, scores are armageddon And Armaretta sour, when I posess the power Spend time with my rhyme like I do with my wiz While you brothers locked up, I be teachin ya kids Cripled individuals, with critical errors Grab a hand for the evil, then vert it to right And triple darkness, I got to bring fourth the light Sweat the architecht, and you bound to get crushed Full contact nigga, this ain't two hand touch Spot the ball, Frukwan ready to brawl One for all, brother try to take what I got Raid my spot, pull with that platinum ball How you feel when your corn hold label your coat I sink your boat, lyrically, I slash your throat For sure, bet you wake up, bang up the tunes For you, the mic is in my twenty one gun salute Got a Lex in my laranex, custom skins Melon trims, honey wanna ride my 20 inch rims It's the pole chain breaker, the dart freight raider Detonator zero, peep the unsung hero My torch never dim, true indeed Still drop degrees, still a threat like a rare disease Verbal in the black slit, Medina walk it barefoot Leavin' steps of blood for brothers that I love Astrogen, see the el capiten, may ask you when Strip a couple aspirins, track record Rough slaps thrown your writs Brothers swim in kiddie pools while I dive off cliffs The mad ill thinker, the heavy hitter Back splitter, Medina track ripper Attackin' the track quicker When impact react, with the chrome of steel I peels to smoke the fields get ills for real, blaze the track Labeled as a full time ready to pump rhyme sudden I smoke from the oven, rap skill Desert shield crash the wheel You be lucky if I'm list, cause I aim to kill (Yo, ahh!) Fuck a road block, never a full stop You wanna cock block, this nigga, your chance is slim From the streets where the heat reach a hundred and ten There we since, rise with the blunts and stunts Fossils drop, are better then the graves of rock Elements and stock, laid do it In disguard, fourty five, put my big black Cuban cigar Shade Allah, mothafuckin' change at the shift For the few line hits that can fuck with this