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[big ed]

i am the hardest

nigga on wax, big ed back (assass´ on)
no limit soldier retracts, i got my blast on
hard to the bone, military minded nigga
we started this shit, must i remind you niggas
so i´m going all out, motherfuck the fall out
i´ll blow the wall on these hundred round drums
and the i haul out, won´t stop, can´t stop,
before i stop, you drop, get retarted

i am the hardest

one on stage, bust with a rage,
i keep the crowd bucked like a gauge, hyper´s my trade
i give the crowd rowdy hooks, associated with crooks
dance floor filled with jabbing right hooks
i get the crowd shook, and they don´t wanna dance no mo´
cause all my thug niggas fighting on the floor
throw you set up, i´m not the tightest or most lyrical artist
but -

i am the hardest

chorus:

nigga what you want? shit you ride on your enemies
hooks that make ´em bleed, for all my niggas that´s on the streets
i won´t stop this how i eat, so fuck all y´all who question me
bust hardcore rhymes over harcore beats

i am the hardest

rapper, point blank period
player you could run up and make this whole thing serious
mess around and get me furious
oh you´se the hardest, i can believe that i´m hearing this
just because you sold more units don´t make you harder
it just means your record executes were alittle bit smarter
boy you better get up out the quarter

i am the hardest

one with the mic, i´m not the tightest, that´s mystikal
but i get this motherfucker physical
go to dallas, chi-town, indy, a-t-l
st. louis in the streets they know me well
in orlando i got ´em taking it to the trunk
on this album i´ma give ´em all what they want
full blown funk, and yo big l, run that shit let´s get it started

i am the hardest

chorus:

nigga what you want? shit you ride on your enemies
hooks that make ´em bleed, for all my niggas that´s on the streets
i won´t stop this how i eat, so fuck all y´all who question me
bust hardcore rhymes over harcore beats

i am the hardest

soldier in this war, this game we call rap
kick the door in with 10 straps, explosive habits
must i relate back to pimps, hustlers, gangstas and macks
i keep gats and i bust ´em just like that -guns fires-
hoes sweatin´ out they perm, they got ´fro backs
see i´ma throw back with other switch styles to the keep the floor packed
fuck you haters i´ma get mine regardless

i am the hardest