Tough Boy

By Prof

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How to make a tough boy

I can't take no shit (fuck that)

Papa ain't raise no bitch (fuck that)

Nothing but goons in the clique (fuck that)

Gotta stay strapped with the stick

How to make a tough boy

Give a fuck what you think (fuck that)

Getting in fights off drink (fuck that)

Spitting up blood in the sink (fuck that)

Can't speak to no shrink

How to make a tough boy

Tough boy don't whine

Tough boy don't snitch

Tough boy get a tough whooping from his tough daddy

Gotta make sure tough boy don't flinch

My first memory was family violence, why I'm a bit nihilistic, your highness

I just sit back in the climate, shaded in silence

Shouldn't complain so I kept it in private

Shots go running through the Southside, poppin'

Way that they were gangbanging, swear that it was Compton

Join up with the youth and go run around robbin'

At an early age steady building our coffins

Papa fist fighting with the bloods at McDonald's

Taught me ain't no way we run away from a problem

Later he would throw the whole house on fire

And you wonder why I ain't love nobody

How to make a tough boy

I can't take no shit (fuck that)

Papa ain't raise no bitch (fuck that)

Nothing but goons in the clique (fuck that)

Gotta stay strapped with the stick

How to make a tough boy

Give a fuck what you think (fuck that)

Getting in fights off drink (fuck that)

Spitting up blood in the sink (fuck that)

Can't speak to no shrink

Where I'm from you don't crack a smile

If they think you soft then they'll pack you out

Ain't no running from a fight

Ain't no backing down

Just some young niggas lashing out

Fuck a 9-to-5, ain't just trying to survive, we need to thrive

Gotta find us a faster route

Got the drive but never had a map, guided down the wrong path

So that's why you see us crashing out, no dads around

But I was blessed pops stayed and never left

Who knows where I would've been because I stayed as a mess

Trying to raise up my rep, ducking strays on the steps

Every day's another blessing that you take in a breath

Made it out, beat the odds, it's kinda hard on those who didn't when you reach this far

They shake my hand, when they was hating I done peeped it all

To my brothers in the cell, I pray they free them all

How to make a tough boy

I can't take no shit (fuck that)

Papa ain't raise no bitch (fuck that)

Nothing but goons in the clique (fuck that)

Gotta stay strapped with the stick

How to make a tough boy

Give a fuck what you think (fuck that)

Getting in fights off drink (fuck that)

Spitting up blood in the sink (fuck that)

Can't speak to no shrink

How to make a tough boy

Step one: have him born into poverty young

See how hard he can punch, it oughta be fun

See how many crimes his father commit before he decided to run

Step two: see if he can pursue the same evil to do, deceive and leave excuse

Step three: leave it to beaver and me, tweedle dum tweedle dee, die early and leave

Shots go running through the Southside, poppin'

Way that they were gangbanging, swear that it was Compton

Join up with the youth and go run around robbin'

At an early age steady building our coffins

Papa fist fighting with the bloods at McDonald's

Taught me ain't no way we run away from a problem

Later he would throw the whole house on fire

And you wonder why I ain't love nobody

How to make a tough boy