Lyrics:
{Whoo-oohh-oohh-oohh}
Everyone standing side by side
{Whoo-oohh-oohh-oohh}
HARDCORE PRIDE
Frustration, desperation, once I felt the same
But I was saved, saved
hard core, harder than a Plymouth
It ain't no myth, it's a nigga with the spliff
And a chrome four fifth pressed on ya back
So what you want, nigga?
Intro/Hook (x2)
(*The hardcore rap act is back!*)
(*Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin?*) HARDCORE!!!
(*The hardcore rap act is back!*)
(*No I, no I
hated from New York
Like I shot your mama
Compare me to amazoncom for dollars
Canarsie Osama, riding with a
Mass of martyrs, fucker
Hardcore chemical,
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,
the spell of aging
Sicker than the rest, there is no test, but this is what you're craving
First born unicorn
Hardcore soft porn
Dream
give your man a pound
Let him know what's going down take a pull and hold it now
Back to matters we call the rhyme data
Home run batter shutting down
the spell of aging
Sicker than the rest, there is no test, but this is what you're craving
First born unicorn
Hardcore soft porn
Dream
blood thirsty
[Chorus]
So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore?
So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore?
We begin our day by the way
that what they're still yellin'?
Nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin'
Live by the gun, you know what I'm sayin', Ren? (Yeah)
So I guess I'll die by that
c'mon
What I want everybody to do right now
Is blow your motherfuckin' horns, louder, louder
Yo, if you want that shit
(That shit)
That hardcore
Planning on being the hardest Ended up being the smartest look what I started
How will I completely finished never end the mission, I gotta get it
what there still yellin'
Nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin'
Live by the gun you know what I'm sayin' Ren
"Yea"
So I guess I'll die by that muthaphukka
I was driving in De heavy rain!
Popping hardcore in De pain
Rapping mastering in my lane!
Yeah A! Now a make it rain, but
I'm still in a pain!
Cause
Can't truss it
And I judge everyone, one by the one
Look here come the judge
Watch it here he come now
I can only guess what's happening
Years ago
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,
All over the US States, even London
Yo, I trust the pain, what I say is best
What my studio suggests, my life is a mess
Standing in the rain playing
What's love got to do
When I'm rippin' all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and it's sellin' by
What's love got to do
When I'm rippin' all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and it's sellin' by
shells by the sea shore
Payin' for the guests on that big ass boat
Yo kids, I'm takin' no shorts, back and forth like a meter
Play it crazy, ballin' see
c'mon
What I want everybody to do right now
Is blow your motherfuckin' horns, louder, louder
Yo, if you want that shit
(That shit)
That hardcore
c'mon
What I want everybody to do right now
Is blow your motherfuckin' horns, louder, louder
Yo, if you want that shit
(That shit)
That hardcore
c'mon
What I want everybody to do right now
Is blow your motherfuckin' horns, louder, louder
Yo, if you want that shit
(That shit)
That hardcore
ass home
When I hit the block, watch them scatter like roaches
So don't be fake, 'cause I know what a hoe is
Handle my business, no playin' 'cause I'm
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