[00:00.00] 作曲 : Sean Price/A. Cave/Jahmal Bush
[00:14.25](Ruck)
[00:14.34]To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
[00:18.18]I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
[00:34.80]* repeat 2X *
[00:34.98]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[00:35.73](Rock)
[00:35.82]To all my hardcore mother****ers yo I'm still the same
[00:38.25]Won't let the game change me, I'm trying to change the game
[00:40.92]This shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, Timbs
[00:44.07]or hoodies or hats, sound like you mean me -- **** you!
[00:46.86]You still get shot up ain't nuttin there but players
[00:49.05]What you think? Niggas steppin on your thousand dollar gators
[00:51.78]Stupid-asses -- you shook at the site of party crashers
[00:54.39]At the door actin, like you don't know who Bummy Jab is
[00:57.03]They tell you Rock, tellin me, "Don't act no fool"
[00:59.43]You heard of scotch on the rocks? I make the whole shit cool
[01:02.13]But I'ma stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
[01:05.07]Deep rollin heat holdin niggas til I'm triple platinum
[01:07.56](Ruck)
[01:07.65]To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
[01:10.62]I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
[01:13.05]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[01:13.89](Rock)
[01:14.22]M.F.C.!!
[01:16.80]Hey hey, that's my partner Price man
[01:19.17]The whole industry's against him and me
[01:21.03]Like thugs are to death penalties
[01:22.89]but we got the remedy for all that punk shit
[01:25.05]One clip up in the macra
[01:26.28]make wiffle****ers out all of you popcorn rappers
[01:28.83]Callin my crew haters, knowin damn well you hate me
[01:31.38]But scared to stick it to me, knowin damn well I break teeth
[01:34.26]Alcatraz, forever Rock hard, got scars for this rap shit
[01:37.02]Got locked behind bars, fluck the actin
[01:39.21]All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, standin in the lobbies
[01:42.12]Stay forever rowdy, niggas It's Your World like Bobby
[01:44.97]Rob these, cats claimin they got so much cheese
[01:47.37]when it's zero degrees and send they monkey-asses home freezin
[01:50.43]Reppin for my housin P's and, catch me out in Shaolin
[01:53.37]Whylin with Ghost, Deck, and Tical and them
[01:55.59]Before I'm out the door big up my Outlaw mother****ers
[01:58.23]My hardcore lovin' thirsty out for war niggas
[02:00.60](Ruck)
[02:00.78]To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
[02:13.92]I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
[02:16.77]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[02:17.70]* repeat 2X *
[02:21.78](Ruck)
[02:21.87]To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
[02:24.54]I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
[02:27.57]Never that, I'm constantly comin with clever raps
[02:30.18]We sever that, take your head and slap em leather strap
[02:32.85]You better pack, your gat or the outcome you outdone
[02:35.46]I doubt them, niggas can **** with the Ruckus without fun
[02:37.86]Aiyyo what this about son? Aiyyo witness a nigga clout son
[02:40.80]Trippin with these chickens and sippin on Guinness Stout son
[02:43.44]Without them, this nigga who jumped up and asked me
[02:45.87]'Are you ****ing my sister man?' when that nigga Butch like Cassidy
[02:48.87]HELL NO, quick fast this man caught the elbow
[02:51.45]Shells load, he fell froze, buck stuck like velcro
[02:54.06]His man yelled, 'Yo, ain't no need to ****in' draw gats'
[02:56.79]we all black" Put the gat down, I left his jaw tapped
[02:59.43]I saw that, Duke ain't want no beef in the first place
[03:02.13]Just a gerk face nigga tryin' to rep his birthplace
[03:04.74]The worst case scenario, I leave your ass shot up
[03:07.32]****in' up my rap product and back to crack niggas
[03:09.96]The moral of this story is -- there is no moral God
[03:12.45]Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't like us
[03:14.46]You're a fraud, mother****er
[03:21.48](Rock)
[03:21.72]Word up
[03:21.93]Straight like that
[03:22.26]**** one of y'all niggas up
[03:24.87]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[03:25.65](Ruck)
[03:25.74]To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
[03:28.38]I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
[03:31.26]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[03:34.56](What, uh-huh, see you in hell mother****er)
[03:36.42]To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
[03:39.48]The game change.. but **** y'all
[03:41.82]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[03:44.46]Still in there, word up
[03:44.91]Heltah Skeltah what the ****
[03:45.78](Rock)
[03:46.08]Chop your mother****in' hands off and put a Walkman on you
[03:48.63]With no ****in' frequency, niggas
[03:49.44]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[03:53.82]Dip your ass in honey
[03:57.27]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[03:58.02]And then just get the flies to watch you mother****ing
[04:00.96]You punk mother****ers, you sweet sons of bitches
[04:03.69]"Hardcore, far more than the average"
[04:04.50](Ruck)
[04:04.59]****in', onionhead-ass, hardcore mother****ing shit

作曲 : Sean Price/A. Cave/Jahmal Bush
(Ruck)
To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
* repeat 2X *
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(Rock)
To all my hardcore mother****ers yo I'm still the same
Won't let the game change me, I'm trying to change the game
This shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, Timbs
or hoodies or hats, sound like you mean me -- **** you!
You still get shot up ain't nuttin there but players
What you think? Niggas steppin on your thousand dollar gators
Stupid-asses -- you shook at the site of party crashers
At the door actin, like you don't know who Bummy Jab is
They tell you Rock, tellin me, "Don't act no fool"
You heard of scotch on the rocks? I make the whole shit cool
But I'ma stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
Deep rollin heat holdin niggas til I'm triple platinum
(Ruck)
To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(Rock)
M.F.C.!!
Hey hey, that's my partner Price man
The whole industry's against him and me
Like thugs are to death penalties
but we got the remedy for all that punk shit
One clip up in the macra
make wiffle****ers out all of you popcorn rappers
Callin my crew haters, knowin damn well you hate me
But scared to stick it to me, knowin damn well I break teeth
Alcatraz, forever Rock hard, got scars for this rap shit
Got locked behind bars, fluck the actin
All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, standin in the lobbies
Stay forever rowdy, niggas It's Your World like Bobby
Rob these, cats claimin they got so much cheese
when it's zero degrees and send they monkey-asses home freezin
Reppin for my housin P's and, catch me out in Shaolin
Whylin with Ghost, Deck, and Tical and them
Before I'm out the door big up my Outlaw mother****ers
My hardcore lovin' thirsty out for war niggas
(Ruck)
To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
* repeat 2X *
(Ruck)
To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
Never that, I'm constantly comin with clever raps
We sever that, take your head and slap em leather strap
You better pack, your gat or the outcome you outdone
I doubt them, niggas can **** with the Ruckus without fun
Aiyyo what this about son? Aiyyo witness a nigga clout son
Trippin with these chickens and sippin on Guinness Stout son
Without them, this nigga who jumped up and asked me
'Are you ****ing my sister man?' when that nigga Butch like Cassidy
HELL NO, quick fast this man caught the elbow
Shells load, he fell froze, buck stuck like velcro
His man yelled, 'Yo, ain't no need to ****in' draw gats'
we all black" Put the gat down, I left his jaw tapped
I saw that, Duke ain't want no beef in the first place
Just a gerk face nigga tryin' to rep his birthplace
The worst case scenario, I leave your ass shot up
****in' up my rap product and back to crack niggas
The moral of this story is -- there is no moral God
Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't like us
You're a fraud, mother****er
(Rock)
Word up
Straight like that
**** one of y'all niggas up
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(Ruck)
To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these mother****ers wanna switch me
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(What, uh-huh, see you in hell mother****er)
To all my hardcore mother****ers don't forget me (don't forget me)
The game change.. but **** y'all
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
Still in there, word up
Heltah Skeltah what the ****
(Rock)
Chop your mother****in' hands off and put a Walkman on you
With no ****in' frequency, niggas
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
Dip your ass in honey
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
And then just get the flies to watch you mother****ing
You punk mother****ers, you sweet sons of bitches
"Hardcore, far more than the average"
(Ruck)
****in', onionhead-ass, hardcore mother****ing shit