MOOD RUFF - MCs In Peg-City lyrics

(feat. Mcenroe, Casino, Spoof, Scuskotch)

[Track starts ~7 minutes after "Waiting For the Sun"]

[INTRO: Odario] [talking]

Just when you thought it was over. But it's not. Now check it out, I'm

Odario, the smooth warrior and I got my man beside me Spitz, the designated

hit. But on top of ths, I got some Peg-City MCs up in the studio. Yo, I

got my man McEnroe, my man Casino, Scuskotch, the unorthodox, and Spoof.

Oooh, that's how we do. Yeah, we gonna do some MCing tonight just for all

y'all, all y'all, all y'all

[Odario]

No need for introduction, my favorite function

Operate the mic give it liposuction

Come around the bend kid you know you fucked

When my reign come down on your weak production

New terrain come on the night train

MC thang, no pain, no gain

Collect the MCs, degrees of mad ease

We grab for the mic and don't say please

New crew thang, get up, do your thing

100 miles to run with the style you bring

Hold up, don't fold and choke up

You know what, yo McEnroe tell 'em what

[McEnroe]

Rappers act like children, need to be tucked in

A glimpse of fame and how quickly they are sucked in

It's all minor and the music is the major

So they spend all of their money on a cellular and pager

So they can't afford studio time

I drop rhymes like you drop names

When you're out at a social gathering

I bring knowledge shown by the iron ring

Seem doomed to succeed, but don't ask me if I'm hiring

Not a fool who I find uninspiring

I draw praise, while your creativity is overdrawn

McEnroe, I refuse to be slept upon

You get worse with time like Goldie Hawn

So disperse, dispand, I'm disgruntled

'Cause the pressure keeps increasing but I'll never say uncle

Always be the hip hop purist

Been in rap for seven years and still feel like a tourist

[Casino]

Your death barely sounding, pounding, miles surrounding

I smash peaks off a mountian, screams abounding

On walls or off walls, on tour or off tour

We repeat, fuck off, forget y'all we encore

It's all over, if you scream for your soldiers

But no one knows ya, so you turn Johovah

Knocking on every door, the super nova

Blast out the tinted windows, 5% shit

Hot shit, big Casino release the rocket

Shit's over, won't quota this king cobra

Keep the death bite from which there's one antedote

Shades got it, don't knock it we hot topic

[Scuskotch(?)]

Stab so many hearts, open to all your foundation

Who think it make the nation that we replace with pacemakers

It's ???? the livest to analyze

So I'm an acquired taste, let my thought marinate

Lyrical jest, birng 'em down like David ?????

Shorty get you the highest (why don't you try this?)

My style, that's why they won't legalize

This falling off geysers, skydiving

Forgot my manouvers are high risk

Reach ya outer limits (seemed strung out off the techniques)

Taking quantum leaps over break beats

Famous plays for keeps

[Odario]

Oooh, child, come one keep it rolling y'all

Keep it rolling y'all, yo come on, come on, come on

[Spoof]

You know I used to hate you and you probably hated me

But hate is too much power for hip hop is verbally

So thankfully we battled, rush the stage like come cattle

Now we are mature in the game it's unravelled

The better business bureau of rap society

Who's to say battle me(?), there ain't no soul proprioty

I'm lying, you suck and I probably suck too

Breasts when I'm horny, but MCing F-U

You're not a referee, judge, critic or a leader

You got an empty fridge, coke sniffer, wife beater

I stay responsible, feed my family and chill

Pretend I like playing in a sandbox to give my son a thrill

And bills will get paid, 'cause I'm that old fashion type

See you in 2074, museum of man and mic

[Spitz]

I'mma utilize this rapture to capture this moment

I'm immortalized in time the second my voice's recorded

Assemble the best, too long we've been shorted

Drop gems for years, but the majority ignored it

Respect, if you supported in attempt to absorb it

Spoof rocking along side Spitz, who would have thought it?

Beef from long time, check the records like an audit

Hearsay of foul play was how the whole shit started

Should have disregarded, stayed focused as an artist

But I was too concerned with who rocks the hardest

No room in hip hop for MCs to be modest

Mood Ruff is the shit, I'm just being honest

Came back with two spit, saw your rep get tarnished

I admit, done some shit in the past

But that's the past, I learned to rock the mic with some class

Progress because when we collide we don't clash

Success is ours don't settle for less

Too much time we invest, too many heads impress

Too many suckers out there need to make way less

In their paychecks, already hit they apex

Drop one gem, got nothing to say next

Heads swell up leading cause sprain necks

Said you want to battle but you give me rain checks

Remain vexed, rhymes too complex

You lost brain cells trying to decipher this text, what

[Odario]

Oooh yeah, MCs in Peg-City

You know how we do

Yeah Mood Ruff, and the boys

We got McEnros, Shades Ov Blac, representation of Frek Sho

That's how we... DO!

Heh heh heh, hidden track, the hidden track, the hidden track

[beat fades out]

[cough]

[Odario: talking]

Are you allowed to cough on your CDs? [coughing] Isn't that rude like

girls wouldn't like you anymore. You know when girls buy your CD just to

look at the pictures inside? You think they going to do that with us?

(probably) I think so, the black and whites. Hey, look at the black and

whites and um, if you like 'em just let me know. Ha ha ha.

[20 seconds of quiet]

YEAH! So, we're back, uh. Yeah the hidden track. But you know, the first

CD you don't know what you're supposed to do in the hidden track. Are you

supposed to be silly? (half the people won't even find it). Oh, I got an

idea. You know when people listen to your CD and then they fall asleep and

they thinkg the CD's over, then it scares you in the middle of the night.

Let's be quiet for a while and we'll scare them.

Hey look man! I've had enought with that.

[Whispering] Red sheep, blue sheep (Shh, they're sleeping). Be very, very

quiet, we're hunting wrabbit (Shh, shh, shh).

[talking] GOOD MORNING VIETNAM! We're not in Vietnam. (Tonight, tonight

we get a rope and hang me.)

Yo, is that the beat again? I thought we got rid of that

[beat come back in]

(?) It's supposed to be hype

[Odario] That's why it's a hidden track. Yo, yo cut the beat out, cut the

beat out Mike.

[beat fades out]

We got Mike doing shenanigans in the studio, on the engineering side of

things. And we love him very much.

[Mike] I'm only wearing boxers

[Odario] Hey, don't start. Now check this out. We want to thank all those

people who bought the CD because we worked very hard to get it done. So,

you know open up the little leaflet pamphlet and you'll see our address in

there. So, just give us a little letter and let us know that you appreciate

it. You know what I'm saying