Heltah Skeltah

Heltah Skeltah - Forget Me Knots lyrics

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)

I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

* repeat 2X *

"Hardcore far more than the average"

[Rock]

To all my hardcore niggaz yo I'm still the same

Won't let the game change me I'm trying to change the game

This shit is mad lame hip hop party rules no jeans Timbs

or hoodies or hats sound like you mean me -- fuck ya!

You still get shot up ain't nuttin there but players

Fuck you think? Nigga steppin on your thousand dollar gators

Stupid-asses -- you shook at the site of party crashers

At the door actin, like you don't know who Bummy Jab is

They tell you Rock, tellin me, "Don't act no fool"

"You heard of scotch on the rocks?" I make the whole shit cool

But I'ma stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin

Deep rollin heat holdin nigga til I'm triple platinum

[Ruck]

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)

I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

[Rock]

M.F.C.!!

Hey hey, that's my partner Price man

The whole industry's against him and me

Like thugs are to death penalties

but we got the remedy for all that punk shit

One clip up in the macra

make wiffleballs out all of you popcorn rappers

Callin my crew haters, knowin damn well you hate me

But scared to stick it to me, knowin damn well I break teeth

Alcatraz, forever Rock hard, got scars for this rap shit

Got locked behind bars, fluck the actin

All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, standin in the lobbies

Stay forever rowdy, niggaz _It's Your World_ like Bobby

Rob these, cats claimin they got so much cheese

when it's zero degrees and send they monkey-asses home freezin

Reppin for my housin P's and, catch me out in Shaolin

Whylin with Ghost, Deck, and Tical and them

Before I'm out the door big up my Outlaw niggaz

My hardcore lovin thirsty out for war niggaz

[Ruck]

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)

I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

* repeat 2X *

[Ruck]

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)

I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

Never that, I'm constantly comin with clever raps

We sever that, take your head and slap em leather strap

You better pack, your gat or the outcome you outdone

I doubt them, niggaz can fuck with the Ruckus without fun

Aiyyo what this about son? Aiyyo witness a nigga clout son

Trippin with these chickens and sippin on Guinness Stout son

Without them, this nigga who jumped up and asked me

"Are you fuckin my sister man?" when that bitch Butch like Cassidy

HELL NO, quick fast this man caught the elbow

Shells load, he fell froze, buck stuck like velcro

His man yelled, "Yo, ain't no need to fuckin draw gats,

we all black" Put the gat down, I left his jaw tapped

I saw that, Duke ain't want no beef in the first place

Just a gerk face nigga tryin to rep his birthplace

The worst case scenario, I leave your ass shot up

Fuck up my rap product and back to crack narcotics

The moral of this story is -- there is no moral God

Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't like us

youse a fraud, motherfucker

[Rock]

Word up

Straight like that

Fuck one of y'all niggaz up

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

[Ruck]

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)

I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

(what, uh-huh, see you in hell motherfucker)

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)

The game change.. but fuck y'all

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

Still in there, word up

Heltah Skeltah what the fuck

[Rock]

Chop your motherfuckin hands off and put a Walkman on you

with no motherfuckin frequency, nigga

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

Dip your ass in honey

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

and then just get the flies to ? you motherfucker

You punk motherfuckers, you sweet sons of bitches

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

[Ruck]

Fuckin, onionhead-ass, hardcore shit

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