Tough

Here we go

Better be tough… x4

I have a special little sauce,

So I was at a party

Something that

I never hide,

Is the way that

I ride A bass line, or a stare

Or a bass drum, suckas,

Comes naturally ‘

Cus I have originality

E is never scared

Now, you knoe

I’m prepared

Is it the same story?

You got something for me?

Nah, I’ve got something for you

It’s positivity

Negative I never give

Or maybe you’re dissing me

On account of the fact that me

I’m realistic, real

And this is just the way

I feel The deal is to respect the other man’s views

But the other man’s views are just

A hand with a bullet through it?

Nothing, whenever they talk they just bluffing

Unless, of course, they discussing effect

I’m on vinyl amp it ‘til it’s final,

I drop the science

Cus I ain’t gonna let it drop

Why Why does it got to be

So damn tough

Better be tough… x4

I used to rhyme in a time

When I was carefree

With a carefree attitude

I knew I didn’t have to prove anything

Didn’t have a party, or any diamond ring ‘

Cus I didn’t have the cash

And I don’t commit sins

To obtain the material benefits

Yo, the harder my work, the more

I had to pay

So, became a man as a youngster

Spreading out positive vibes

To little punks that’s busted

Couple brothers were also microphone lovers

In the days a lot of your mothers

Would stay out late with a lot of others

In my hometown, you were the best fit

That’s why when

I’m on top, you’re arrested

Now, you think you’re good to go

But you can’t go, because

I’m rocking the ho’

I’ve been snapped up, by a record company, jettisoned

Slapped, even your girlfriend, she cracked up

Lapped up, hearing your ridiculous statements

Me and Technotronic, terror basement

Peace Better be tough… x4