Rugged One

By Tracey Lee

On Many Facez

Released on March 25, 1997

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[Verse 1]

I believe it's the LR

Who freaks the funk and won't you won't see son

A lyrical beast from the dungeons

Caught up in my physical, I flows like cash, meter

Head turner, burn MC's like mash

Leaving the east done like [?]

The west won the zoo

Left niggas swinging like Ken Griffey Ju'

Dubbed The Future

Never too much friction

When I begin to spilling the gospel like commission

Saints are rising up feeling the vibe from my sermon

It's L I rock well, Parley keeps turning

The 12 so MC's get the finger

Roll over niggas like George Gerving

Damn it don't make me bring the

Fleet full cause we pulling the whole weight jack

It don't stop y'all

I'm starting to rock like crack

Shit is hot word to God I got 'em scoping my steel

For real cause I get niggas open

Here comes the rugged

[Hook] {x2}

Here comes the rugged one

Here comes the rugged one bust the way I flip it

Here comes the rugged one

The rhyme is rugged at the same time sharp


[Verse 2]

So nigga feel my wrath, get caught up in the rapture

That ill funk from Philly I be rhyming

From Tasker to Diamond

From Wooland Avenue to Nice Town ock I watch

Nigga that I know and from the whole block flock

To see the L, I maintain

In Max's I'm running more game than March Madness

When I bag chicks so just do that

Don't even try to play too close

I got juice like the Gootch at different stroke kid I smoke mics

So hold tight

I'm about to set it

Yes y'all, collect presidents when I get off like Prince

I lost niggas

When I bust like angel eyed dust

Ass niggas, I'm calling your bluff it's the rugged

One with the rep I

Amaze when I blaze like Left Eye

Got lyrics for days kid so check my

Forth, forth and back, back and forth I flow

So let me see you, let me see you go


[Hook]


[Verse 3]

Well I be god damn I rain man like Shawn Kemp, it's the bomb shit

Dig it when I get's down

I make that ass Bob like Brown

Ready for prime time baby

So fill up the Dutch with lye

And watch niggas get split up like Guy

MC's I turn your lights out on some World Class shit

Wreck Cru's/crews like James Tony when I get loose

You know me

It's R.N.F. see

So please duck when I spark freeze

Or many MC's get Bucked like Milwaukee

I Kool with my Gang and Celebrate with O.E

Shit is too hot so niggas know not

I blow the mic up

Then I light up more Knicks than Reggie Miller see

When I puff the kill black then my lyrics get Ill like Al Skratch

Catch 22's of brews when I be chilling like gears

So what it is ock?

It's R.N.F. to death, hang with on top

It's like that and it don't stop

Keep on to the break yo

This Philly motherfuck gonna blow up from state to state so


[Hook]