Rough 2 The Endin'

Check it, I wreck every record

Cause it's a fact that me and ak, we don't lack

We got excess, we comin express on the track

We runnin over the wack

And mc's, we got the bomb

And it's fatter than dom deluise

You can't see the knees

That's how fat it is

So that it is

I know it like a poet

And I owe it to my peeps, so I keeps on top

Like a wig, ya dig?

It's the nig with the six fig status

According to my rhyming apparatus

I am nimbocumulus, and you are just a stratus

I tower over

I got the power nova

I move tides when my rhyme collides

I cause rockslides

I open the ground with sound

That's bound to drown a small town

Or village, causing spillage into the forest

I'm rougher than chuck norris

Only he's pretending

And my shit is rough till the endin

(rough till the endin)

(till the endin)