Lyrics:
rugged cross
I believe that this life with its great mysteries
Surely someday will come to an end
But faith will conquer the darkness and death
cnd will
ain't choosy
The first one we see better break me off
And if yo shoes too big, take the mother fuckers off
Straight gutter, straight rugged rugged raw
There's a rugged road on the prairie
Stretchin' all across the last frontier
There a stranger strives solitary
Blessed is the lonesome pioneer
The nighttime is busy, it's word to Aunt Kizzy
It's the time we get down, yo son, you know the sound
The flavas on the top with the rugged beat to back it
Intro:
This Bob Billiard for the Entertainment News
In the news today yoth rapper Shyheim AKA the Rugged Child
is rapidly climbing the charts
Chorus 2X:
Napsack on my back
Napsack on my back
Napsack on my back
(I carry a full pack)
[Shyheim]
I rocks the blocks with the rugged hip-hop
And I
on Calvary.
So I follow his footsteps
Up the narrow way
And be ready to meet him
When he comes on that day.
Chorus:
He died on the cross
The old rugged cross
rugged cross
Til' my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
Then sings my soul, my
the only thing that matters
When suckers who bite me
They find I'm a bit much to swallow
You're thinkin' it's hollow
The rhythm is rough and r-rugged
thinking that's hollow
The rhythm is too r-rugged to follow
I hit you like bam, biggity bam, bam
Biggity bam
Let me take a little breathgod damn
The kid is
to the old rugged cross
I believe that this life with it's great mysteries
Surely someday will come to an end
But faith will conquer the darkness and death
Slow down baby
Cause you can get rugged, tough, hard like P
Tried to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You faggot, no comp' rapper on a quest
It's the time we get down, yo son, you know the sound
The flavas on the top with the rugged beat to back it
The night makes the aura and the Jake can't
roll, all good, mix it up
That's my ticket
Cruisin' in my Cadillac Escalade trickin'
Sometimes like it easy, sometimes
Like it rugged
Keep control,
blow the front
Out the frame, hit the pussycat for the pain
Of the dog shit, nobody move run your garments
A rugged vet, terrible like a Champion sweat
Your R&B records your music books
Your sense of humor and your rugged good looks
I see you now at the piano
Your back a slow curve
Playing Ray
Slow down baby
Cause you can get rugged, tough, hard like P
Tried to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You faggot, no comp' rapper on a quest
any mountain too rugged to climb
No desert too barren to cross
Darling, if you would just show a sign
Of love, I could bear the load
Take me,
no gain
It's down a rugged road you've come (you've come)
Though you had every reason (life for a life)
You didn't come undone
Somehow you made
we go
Aye yo turn me loose I don't produce with no buttercup
Premier got the butter cuts, here comes that ol' rugged stuff
No room for no
fountains over rugged mountains
Of my terrain; dig it; I came too far to front
So I'm meditatin' on how to maintain
Stepped off at City Hall into
whippin' a Land
Throughout ya section; my mind's in traum'
Nine times out of time I rhymes upon the L-Train
Within my brain, fountains over rugged mountains
no gain
It's down a rugged road you've come (you've come)
Though you had every reason (life for a life)
You didn't come undone
Somehow you made
Slow down baby uhh
Slow down baby uhh
You can get rugged, though, hard like P
Trying to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You fagot
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