Hard Nough by Toz Lyrics
Yo. Toz go harder than granite
Ran with the antics since the start of the planet
Actually, it’s more like diamond but less brittle
Other’s show no skill not a little. No jot or tittle
And I rock it
Talk shit get offed bitch. On my spot get off it
But that’s off topic
Round the clock work to bring you all the raw shit
If the plans not airtight the ham might give you parasites
Make sure it’s cooked well. Glad when crooks fell from paradise
You don’t want beef could not conceive what I tear and bite
Me carin’ a rarer sight than a glaring eye
Hit you with a pan like the piano
After my plans askin’ “where did all my fans go”
To me cause I bring heat like a candle
And block attacks. Wax on wax off Daniel
San. I’m no Mr. Miyagi
He’d be history got me? See these blistering bodies
Not red I make blue flames
And make your whole crew flop over like a toupee
Touche. Oopsie. I went and raised the standard
When I happened to say rhymin’ words during banter
People enamored. Me number two is slander
Not shit, the place. Hit your face with a hammer
I nail every track. Feel the curse of my wrath
Hear the herse in the back
And the earth’s outta whack. Give it a kick to start up
Like a drum beat, I bring dumb heat. Hard ‘Nough?
Little limericks like a riddle to a simpleton
My missiles can belittle ‘em. Even tittles bring adrenalin
Do dope dirty diddies for the dick sucker’s diddlin’
A fist up is imminent, if you’re rich fuck you idiot
It’s all easy algebra
Amalgamation of lack of salvation and a callous fuck
World’s fine without you huh?
Evaluation: No need to tattle gotta battle up
Stand out. Not one to grab for hand outs
Don’t dance around or cram and pout
You better believe that that bush is getting beat
Not like pussy but like work, and no pussies get to eat
Ran with the antics since the start of the planet
Actually, it’s more like diamond but less brittle
Other’s show no skill not a little. No jot or tittle
And I rock it
Talk shit get offed bitch. On my spot get off it
But that’s off topic
Round the clock work to bring you all the raw shit
If the plans not airtight the ham might give you parasites
Make sure it’s cooked well. Glad when crooks fell from paradise
You don’t want beef could not conceive what I tear and bite
Me carin’ a rarer sight than a glaring eye
Hit you with a pan like the piano
After my plans askin’ “where did all my fans go”
To me cause I bring heat like a candle
And block attacks. Wax on wax off Daniel
San. I’m no Mr. Miyagi
He’d be history got me? See these blistering bodies
Not red I make blue flames
And make your whole crew flop over like a toupee
Touche. Oopsie. I went and raised the standard
When I happened to say rhymin’ words during banter
People enamored. Me number two is slander
Not shit, the place. Hit your face with a hammer
I nail every track. Feel the curse of my wrath
Hear the herse in the back
And the earth’s outta whack. Give it a kick to start up
Like a drum beat, I bring dumb heat. Hard ‘Nough?
Little limericks like a riddle to a simpleton
My missiles can belittle ‘em. Even tittles bring adrenalin
Do dope dirty diddies for the dick sucker’s diddlin’
A fist up is imminent, if you’re rich fuck you idiot
It’s all easy algebra
Amalgamation of lack of salvation and a callous fuck
World’s fine without you huh?
Evaluation: No need to tattle gotta battle up
Stand out. Not one to grab for hand outs
Don’t dance around or cram and pout
You better believe that that bush is getting beat
Not like pussy but like work, and no pussies get to eat