Tuff Crew - Show Em Hell download mp3

Lyrics

It’s official, the butcher decodes
The beats that he cracks are hard as concrete
I’ll take and make, insulate the track
Educate the whack, and in fact
I back the posse’s back and still go
To the back room
With a female vacuum
Cleaner
Run up
Bust up
Run up in
Like no one else can
I am the man they call the overlord
The Kidd is the lyrical auditor
The DL to doo-doo to score and pour juice
As the Deuce bust out once more and
Showing 'em hell
Flowing 'em well
The kid in you
In your face my rhyme’s hitting you
No time to wonder
I’ll take you under
Up on top, save the number 1
Top gun’s having fun
Still ain’t done
The shogun assassin
Slashing tongues of vocab son
Run, but consider it done
Because I grab the microphone
Go dangerzone
Change your tone
Cause you had to homes
Does no damage
Chill, examine
The bad to the bone
Brother jamming
Cause the posse’s thick
Dangerzone as I get up on this
Right around the way
I write a rhyme with warnings
Going the distance
You might as well join us
Dazzle your mind from the start
Like a head rush
Contagious
I spread you catch it
Tell the next man
Ain’t a crew to match it
Lots of nuts coming in
So I stash 'em
Nuts’ll bluff to be tough so I smash ‘em
Then I make a move to dash
Right past the garbage
And put out the trash
Like a rash I soon break out
To hunt down another soft brother
To take out
Like a semi-automatic assault weapon
Spray a sucker with rhymes
And keep stepping
Further
My songs are murder
Just for the new jack acts I never heard of
Cause the posse’s thick