Rugged - N - Raw Lyrics - Epmd

Yeah yeah, nine-seven, das efx 

To your chin 

No doubt, pmd 

Boondox, hit squad, pmd 

Uhh 

Das efx, we up on this one son 

What's the deal? 

Whattup p? rough rugged and raw 

Hit squad 

No doubt son yo, yeah yeah keep it live 

Chorus: repeat 4x 

I represent the hardcore (rough rugged and raw) 

The pmd the mic's my only friend 

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Verse one: 

I grab a chorus like my nigga dj scratch is on the cut 

Hit squad on live, pmd's like what (what? ) 

I'm too tough, gettin snuffed all in the cut 

Aiyyo it's diggedy das whassup higgedy here to fuck it up 

Nuttin move but the green my team be on the shine 

Shiggedy shine like a light, hit squad we keep it tight 

I light an l I ring your bells so go tell 'cause it's the ill figure 

Timberland boots, rolex, with a benz 

Diggy das efx snap necks with pmd 

Bringin the raw so you can see a b-boy is what I be 

See I just can't resist this, cause business is business 

So money mind your business, and shorty keep your distance 

I did this once before, hardcore, forever in it 

Tryin to win it, thank God for hip-hop, yo scratch spin it 

Chorus 1/2 

Verse two: 

Photos 

Yippie-yi-yay, yippy-yo, it's the, slow-flow mechanic 

Mass confusion is crusin just start to panic 

And you don't stop, got the hit squad backin me 

Aiyyo we riggeddy rock your set 

And I bet you never ever tackle me 

What happened p? 

You know what happened b I'm on mission and 

Lost my other half but I still got my fisherman 

Hat, it ain't over til the fat chickenhead catch 

Wreck 

Aiyyo yo it's diggedy das efx 

The sewer rap so iggedy act like you know though 

And me the mic doc (c'mon) the micraphone's my only 

Friend, can't even trust nobody 

It goes liggedy-la-di-da-di 

Higgedy hit you with the shotty 

So to whom it may concern, from yours truly, no other 

My style's butter, that's word to mother, underground gutter 

B-boy brother, no singin chords, just rugged 

Low budget, thought you was that nigga but you wasn't 

Riggedy rough rugged and raw, straight from the floor 

Fearless like the four, zsa zsa like gabor 

Babe-pah, we zonin up the hydro squad by my side so 

All my real heads keep it live represent 

Chorus