If It Ain't Rough It Ain't Right

What's up?

How you feelin?

Yeah-yeah

3rd eye

Guess who?

(3rd eye

Come on

Come on)

Come on!

What you say, what you say?

You know the format, baby

I wanna hear some 3rd eye

(some 3rd eye, kid) (4x)

Chorus: 3rd eye & troo kula

Now if it ain't rough, it ain't right

If it ain't rugged (then it ain't from the heart)

If it ain't rough, it ain't right

If it ain't wicked (then it ain't from the underground) (2x)

Why you frontin, you only wanna rock a party

Why you frontin, you ain't really rugged and rough

Why you frontin, you ain't down to shoot nobody

Why you frontin, i can see your blind man's bluff

So why you frontin, baby, i know you better

You kick your ruffneck slang, but i know better

That's dead to me, in '94 we got the remedy

Best remember we, i burn any when you're 70

And i'll be damned if my flavor's not the flim-flam

I been hardcore before you ever learned to -

Don't play me, you wanna fake the funk, but i see through that

Now you wanna come back hard, but you can't do that

Now who that, tryin to cross back, boy, you blew that

Now your shit is wack, ain't got no love from your crew, black

You shoulda knew: once you crossed over you was through

You made your mad dash for cash, now your ass is trash

I'm not goin for it, now you're rough again

Fake rappers switchin back and forth, i had enough of them

1994 it's time to pull your card, you ain't really hardcore

Yeah, so what you play hard for?

Chorus

If it ain't rough, it ain't right

If it ain't rugged (then it ain't from the heart)

If it ain't rough, it ain't right

If it ain't wicked (then it ain't from the underground)

If it ain't rough, it ain't right

If it ain't rugged (then it ain't from the heart)

If it ain't rough, it ain't right

If it ain't wicked (then it ain't from the ghetto, black)

(why you frontin?) you only wanna rock a party

(why you frontin?) you ain't really rugged and rough

(why you frontin?) you ain't down to shoot nobody

(why you frontin?) i can see your blind man's bluff

Guess who's back up on the block? what?

Rippin up the spot while you're frontin what you're not

Creep, i never sleep, cause i'm livin too deep

I reap what i sow and i sow what i reap

Yes, it's the kula and the west, did you see that?

Time to manifest '94, and you say 'who dat?'

Step into the back cause they lack where we at

Schoolin the class is the fella to the track

Man, do you really understand, do you know the program?

You take your daily dips in the quicksand

Why'd you say that your skit is mad tight

With the hype type of flavor the ghetto kids like

With the murder and the guns and the cocaine runs

Wake up, wake up, cause you're dyin by the tons

You think you're tough, kid, but that's a bluff, kid

Never did a bid, kid, so what you want, kid?

Chorus

(why you frontin?) you only wanna rock a party

(why you frontin?) you ain't really rugged and rough

(why you frontin?) you ain't down to shoot nobody

(why you frontin?) i can see your blind man's bluff

Break

When it comes to eye, for the '94, man

Melt down the hollow points and dismantle the guns

Dilute the mishaps, livin in the bad rap

Talkin 'bout they got gats when it ain't like that

Now who's that claimin that they fat and all that

Get prepared to go to war, black, you know the format

And we raw, baby paw, when we be buildin

I'm skilled when i represent the ghetto children

We just bring it on back, oh yes, indeed

You wanna lick shots on my crops and my seeds

Cease that, black, time to get back this time, aight

Cause if it ain't rough, it ain't right

And if it ain't right, it ain't wicked

And if it ain't wicked, you can kick it

To the curb, that's my word

Offending comin from the 3rd eye

Put your boots on, troop, we're goin huntin

Mc's that be frontin

Chorus till end