ready to rock ruff rhymes

aight, 1-2 yeah yeah yeah, on the mic one time, for your motherfuckin mind, {ready to rock rough rhymes} yeah, we're gonna set it off one time, {ready to rock rough rhymes}, here we go, yeah yeah, cause i do's a little dance, make a little love, i get the fuck down tonight, yo i'm lethal like injections, teachin niggas lessons, i fry that ass up like i'm weston, so come equipped and don't slip, cause if you slip i sink that ass just like a ship, i got the mic in my grip, the heat is on my hip, just in case niggas wanna flip, i see my niggas in sight, everything aight, comin out of fuckin crown heights, ain't no chips on my shoulder, strictly boulders, my shit be on point like a soldier, it's the evil that men do, who we do?, i do you and your whole fuckin clique, click, the gun is on cock, niggas need to stop, i wet that ass up like a mop, well lord, yeah this to follow my man on the verse, it's the c-dog yeah time to call a hearse, so back up off the mic and let me rumble thru your woofer, i got rough but now i'ma get rougher, it's the quart drinker so turn up the level, i came to get raw plus wicked like the devil, it's the no-hold-barred, shit is wild, i got the i-to the double-l style, and i don't be no rookie or no beginner, i gets badder than a motherfuckin sinner, ready to rock rough rhymes, it's the c-dog back with 12 new lines, with the i'll all-out tight shit for your head, it's the man that'll make niggas rise from the dead, so get ready, always on my worst behaviour, up in the booth yeah breakin mad flavors, so back up off the mic and let me show my skill, it's the scheme, yeah niggas got to chill, peace to my nigga dl with the beat, and peace to all my niggas on union street, and to ya fake ass niggas keep on walkin, dl, yeah, the oe is talkin, oh yeah, bringin up the rear and we don't front, we're comin mad thick and we're on the hunt, so why you wanna test and end up in a mess, i'm comin mad wilder than the west, i leave you souped like sale, i never fail, i boost a track up like the third rail, fake mc's endangered like a species, your shit stinks like motherfuckin faeces, i'm chillin and relaxin in the maxim, your style is improper like a fraction, yo i'm out to get mine, {ready to rock rough rhymes}, well lemme come and get a little bit, son i'm feelin it, it's the bubbly, niggas know the deal i got the steel in case of trouble, we, got more troopers than isuzu, kid i bruise you, abuse you, my sewer style will confuse you, i got the touch so niggas spark the dutch, i'm guaranteed to rip and bend your microphone, now touch and plus, we kick that ass back up off just like aaliyah, see ya and too bad i wouldn't wanna be ya, y'know the deal when i see ya, nigga chalk it up, cause if a nigga think he got the flow, i stomp it up, so now get up so you can hear the rest of this, yo boogie banger show them why we be the best at this, yo, yo niggas bust this, a nigga do justice like day, we're walkin down the street, we're watchin bitches like slaves, niggas rave and rant but can't get it, dig it, shit is on lock and motherfuckers can't pick it, i'm runnin with fools with more jewels than freddy blassie, my rap be drivin niggas crazy like a taxi, perhaps we should leave ya layin on ya back, i'm richer than richie rich and quicker with the gat, black!, for the cash i bash ya head to make ya stutter, then i hit you with the toast for fuckin with my bread and butter, cut a nigga in half, laugh then stash the tracy, the limit's the sky, i'm stayin high like aces, but doper, my styles is fat like al roker, chiggity choke a nigga to sleep, i don't know ya, biggity blow your mind, fuck the beef and fuck the swine, nigga i'm, {ready to rock rough rhymes}, son, ha, diggy das, diggy das, diggy das, solid scheme, word bond son, y'nah how we do!