[Intro]

Hardcore, hardcore

[Verse 1: Large Professor]

To hell with the alternative rapper, I make the style blacker

When playtime's over, I take your mind back to the norm

And where the artform was once invented

Well now hardcore payment in New York by minute

Brought turntables out and hooked mics up, God

Blessing the less fortunate to write something hard

Don't forsake it, you roll with the funk you can't fake it, kid

We've been putting in mad time like a state bid

For hours, and not to let all the powers that be

Tell us what, where, when, how it should be

Man, you've been hoodwinked if you thought you couldn't bring

That potent dosage, and still get the wood grain

They honest, people speak in ebonics

Ain't that a blip, P will save the beat to a data chip

Fuck all the pillow, small talk and the chatter chit

When it's time to get it popped off, dude you gotta get

[Chorus]

(The hardcore rap music that make your ears ring)

(My sound is strictly hardcore underground)

(Large Pro, with the hardcore sound)

(The hardcore, you've waited all year for)

(It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring)

(My sound is strictly hardcore underground)

(I flip the hardcore shit so little punks can know)

(Large Pro)

[Verse 2: Large Professor]

How I'm rappin', I'm mentally slappin'

The shit out of them nappin'

Lip-flappin'-ass weak cake napkin

Boys to envoys hear the sound of my voice

Echoing through the 'jects while I'm Tonka toys

Got favored and played with on that gay shit

I was out on a ghetto vacation

Away from them stiff suit-and-tie men

Who sit and scrutinize our lives

Not knowing they could get brutalized for that

Low as the kicks and high as the hats

Explosion hits, you've got no haps off the meat racks

I don't rhyme no more, I eat tracks

Leaving washed-up bums on the bench with heat packs

And still getting greenbacks for sho'

Straight from Queens like Pastor Jo'

So when you pass the dro to your man with your hat real low

Listening to the Pro with the accurate flow, you rep

[Chorus]

(The hardcore rap music that make your ears ring)

(My sound is strictly hardcore underground)

(Large Pro, with the hardcore sound)

(The hardcore, you've waited all year for)

(It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring)

(My sound is strictly hardcore underground)

(I flip the hardcore shit so little punks can know)

(Large Pro)

[Outro: Large Professor]

Oh man! This that fire!

Word!

(Large Pro)

I don't see how them dudes gonna be able to operate!

(I flip the hardcore shit so little punks can know)

(Large Pro)

Large Professor does it again

You can chalk that as another win

(The exotic, funky)

Marco Polo!

Yo fame, where you at?

Marcoooo Pooooloooooo!

(I flip the hardcore shit so little punks can know)

(Large Pro)

Hardcore hip hop