Freddie Foxxx, Boogie Down Productions Ruff Ruff cover

Ruff Ruff
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Verse 1
featuring Freddie Foxxx
Verse 2
Verse 3
[KRS One] * voice echoing*
Verse 4
Think you dope? Want this title?
Verse 5
Then you better come step up or step OFF!
Verse 6
Verse 7
[Freddie Foxxx]
Verse 8
Yo check this out all jokes aside
Verse 9
Let's get busy
Verse 10
Verse 11
[KRS One]
Verse 12
Word! Blastmaster KRS One in the house
Verse 13
Hah everybody for some reason want to be a gangsta
Verse 14
You don't know NUTTIN about bein no GANGSTA
Verse 15
Verse 16
[Freddie Foxxx]
Verse 17
Worrrrrrrd up! Aiyyo check this out
Verse 18
This is Freddie F-O-X-X-X
Verse 19
And guess what's next
Verse 20
Verse 21
[KRS-One]
Verse 22
Every posse wan fi chat, they wan fi chat, they wan fi chat
Verse 23
Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack
Verse 24
Every posse wan fi chat, they wan fi chat, they wan fi chat
Verse 25
Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack
Verse 26
Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack
Verse 27
They jump pon the mic, an' wan fi do it like dat
Verse 28
But ahh, now dis a KRS, me nah takes dat
Verse 29
When me open up to work, I put a cape on me back
Verse 30
Then me, FLY ALL AROUND THE EMCEE WORLD
Verse 31
KRS, the article, is not to be [*changes from patois*]
Verse 32
fucked with, ? with, or tampered with
Verse 33
Don't give a fuck if you want to riff
Verse 34
But when you say Kris, already derivative of Kris
Verse 35
My eyebrows lift and that ass I get with (HUH)
Verse 36
As a matter of fact, I attack, hijack
Verse 37
Set back, your career, like a quarterback
Verse 38
that broke his back, my tongue is like a bat
Verse 39
Your eye'll get black, you'll need an icepack (RRRRRUFF!)
Verse 40
I'm all that, come with your whole pack
Verse 41
You'll be prayin to the God of Isaac
Verse 42
So Freddie Foxxx, it's time to get tough [uh-huh]
Verse 43
Just, get on the mic and get RUFF, RUFF
Verse 44
Verse 45
[Freddie Foxxx]
Verse 46
Soon as I flex, cause I'm about to rip up shop
Verse 47
It's the return of the hip-hop master, Freddie the Foxxx
Verse 48
(Bo!) Rappers that see me, don't even speak, just walk
Verse 49
Cause I'm the maddest nigga in New York (hah!)
Verse 50
I see a rapper in the crowd that I don't like
Verse 51
I want to fight, so when I drop the mic
Verse 52
I'ma jump off the stage, bumrush your crowd to whip
Verse 53
(suckers) that want to be pimps
Verse 54
How I heard it said that a pimp'll sell his ass
Verse 55
if his hoe won't, but Freddie Foxxx don't
Verse 56
Cover your chest G, you better wear a bulletproof vest see
Verse 57
Cause I'm about to leave this place a motherfuckin mess
Verse 58
Open hearts on the floor as I explore
Verse 59
rappers that wanted to be more than number four
Verse 60
Number one's a hard spot; either you fight
Verse 61
or get shot, so this is what I got (BO!)
Verse 62
Three Tec-9's, my uzi, ten grenades, my razor blades
Verse 63
and I aim to get PAID!
Verse 64
So who want to step to this, don't come soft
Verse 65
Cause I'ma straight up knock niggaz off (POM! POM!)
Verse 66
And when the cops come to get me
Verse 67
I'ma take a dead body, and bop ten cops with me
Verse 68
I'm sick and tired of hearin rappers talk smack
Verse 69
about who's nice, and who's whack, MOTHERFUCK THAT
Verse 70
They know my style, and my rep, every stage
Verse 71
that I stepped on - I was the rapper they slept on
Verse 72
But y'all rappers keep sleepin - cause when they plant
Verse 73
bombs in your house, I'ma wake you up and punch you
Verse 74
in your motherfuckin mouth, knock your wife out
Verse 75
Take your sons to safety, cause they're just kids
Verse 76
and I want to raise em to face me
Verse 77
And when they get a little bigga
Verse 78
I'ma MARK them little niggaz, and put their fingerprints
Verse 79
on the trigger -- double homicide, call the vice
Verse 80
Another rapper and his family with no life
Verse 81
Yeah you're Mr. Tough and, you're full of stuff and
Verse 82
and Freddie Foxxx caught you bluffin
Verse 83
I got you in my torture chamber and you scream
Verse 84
Oh God damn, it's like _Silence of the Lambs_
Verse 85
but I don't mangle em and eat em
Verse 86
I take MC's to the war zone, and there I defeat em
Verse 87
It gets much worse, with every verse
Verse 88
as the F-are-E-D-D-I-E F-O-X-X-X, HURTS!
Verse 89
Punishes, stomps, smashes, crushes, maims
Verse 90
You suckers know my name!
Verse 91
Aiyyo Kris! I'm rhymin long enough (say what?)
Verse 92
Get on the mic and get RUFF, RUFF
Verse 93
Verse 94
[KRS-One]
Verse 95
This is the year that I go all out (why?)
Verse 96
Edutainment's what I'm all about (and)
Verse 97
I don't eat franks with the sauerkraut (cause)
Verse 98
because I don't eat pork from the tail to the snout
Verse 99
(well kick it) Get on down, to the hip hip hop
Verse 100
Before I start, peace to Scott LaRock! (word)
Verse 101
Now let me drop the style that has action
Verse 102
Cause many MC's don't believe they're rappin
Verse 103
They're lost, crazy mixed-up in their identity
Verse 104
This is not, what hip-hop is meant to be (word up)
Verse 105
I come unique, I can't be beat, hardcore street
Verse 106
for the kids, with a hundred-and-fifty on their feet
Verse 107
(kick it) I don't compete, I defeat and delete ya
Verse 108
then critique ya, all MC's retreat, HERE COMES THE T'CHA
Verse 109
Chewin suckers like Smuckers
Verse 110
Hittin on, sittin on, shittin on, flippin on motherfuckers
Verse 111
Yeah, I'm like the movie _Aliens_
Verse 112
I hide inside your right hand man, when you think you got me
Verse 113
BAM! My head comes out your chest
Verse 114
A mutilated mess of nastyness
Verse 115
Chunks of bloody flesh, yes KRS on the slaughter
Verse 116
Specialize in instant rhyme style, you simply add water
Verse 117
Evian, I pull the string then
Verse 118
RING-DING-DING, DING-DING-DING-DING
Verse 119
Back in the days, I wrote +South Bronx+
Verse 120
The Juice Crew got stomped, lick two shot
Verse 121
POM! POM! Really it was Magic's fault
Verse 122
Always want to diss somebody, he got put to a halt
Verse 123
It's wack, when a sucker DJ babbles on
Verse 124
Soupin up MC's to battle on song
Verse 125
That's wrong, but in any event, I drop the classic
Verse 126
in 1992 the original it ain't plastic
Verse 127
Everybody know, BDP, is fantastic, burn like acid
Verse 128
Credit card plastic, stretch like elastic
Verse 129
Love and respect is the TACTIC
Verse 130
Bam! In your motherfuckin face
Verse 131
KRS in the place
Verse 132
I never liked listening to bitches and hoes anyway
Verse 133
(Fi-YAH!)
Verse 134
Verse 135
[Freddie Foxxx]
Verse 136
Well you know I like hoes, cause I'm a mack
Verse 137
but I don't like the wack tracks, youknowhatI'msayin?
Verse 138
And for all your suckers out there
Verse 139
that underestimate the militant mack, get the BO-ZACK
Verse 140
You know what I mean? (Word) Word!
Verse 141
Verse 142
[KRS-One]
Verse 143
You know why?
Verse 144
Every posse wan fi chat, they wan fi chat, they wan fi chat
Verse 145
Every posse wan fi chat, but ya knows dey is wack
Verse 146
Every posse wan fi chat, they wan fi chat, you know dem a wack
Verse 147
Every posse wan fi chat, but ya knows dey is wack
Verse 148
Verse 149
[Freddie Foxxx]
Verse 150
Yes.. fresh.. for nineteen-ninety-two you suckers * echoes *
Verse 151
Verse 152
[KRS-One]
Verse 153
Motherfuckers! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! * echoes to fade *

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