Ruck Im Telling You Man Cut It Out

Yo...we Embarked On This Nocturnal Excursion In Order To Exchange

Conversation With These Mortals Not To Play Games For Real Behind

Every

Great Ruck Theres A Rock The Rockness Monsta.....Dutch

Verse One: Rockness Monsta

Yo Its The Rockness Not Rock Live

Then Again Im Rock When Im Live

But Im Not Fat Then Again My Dick Is So Fat

Fans Let Your Dick's Fly (PLOW! PLOW! PLOW!)

Swift And Changeable No Style, Be Rock Style

Not Foul, But Play With Me At Your Own Risk And I Might Not Smile

You Get With The Pawn, In One Arms

I Dont Fight Clean, Flow Like A Butterfly, Sting Like A Scorpion

On The Tip Of A Sick Ding-a-ling, Bring The Noise With Your Peeps

We Up In This Space Deep, Wit' Nines Like Star-Fleet, Ah Fuck

God Bitch Ass Rappers, And P I'll Trap Ya, Then Like A Federal Case

I'll

Crack Ya

Word To My Man Don Rulla, I'll Cold Beat Your Crew Up

If It Gets Thick Then Number Two-a, Pass Me The Ruler

Click Click...Booya!!

Chorus2x: Rock

Like I Know

(Rock: I Beat's More Ass Than Mom Dukes Leather Belta)

(Ruck:'Cause Rock Make Cops Throw Glocks Down Like Heather)

*The Crate Unknown* (background)

Verse Two:

I Turn This Upside Down, Clown

Watch Me And You'll Get The Picture, If Ya Dont Understand

Why I Be The Mr. Flipster, Rhyme Deliverer

Nine Slug Through Your Spine, And Leave You On The Floor Vibratin'

Like A

Pulled Line

Find The Robbies, Lurking In The Dark Ally

With More Nigga, Than A Motherfuckin' Guard Rally

Tally Up All The Throats, The Strangle Hold Choke

That All My The Riots That My Brother Ruckus Provoke, Dont Like Style?

So

I Dont Give A WHAT, Cuz You Bring The Beef, And The Rock

I'll Rock You Buck You One Time, So Cover You By The Loggins

Machete I Chop That Beef You Pop, And Feed It To My Nigga Doggen

Follow The Trail Of Broken Backs And, At The End Of Each Yo