If It Ain't Rought, It Ain't Right Lyrics
| Song | If It Ain't Rought, It Ain't Right |
| Artist | Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth |
| Album | Mecca And The Soul Brother |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Penn, Phillips | |
| Above the level of a mezzanine, healthy as ovaltine | |
| The dominant ? clean, i mean go, the light's green | |
| The protege could play like chess to quest the best | |
| Confess, never poor as bangladesh | |
| I get busy like a boxer, operate like a doctor | |
| Seal like a locker, pop like orville redenbacher | |
| Buy the tape, lp, cd | |
| All me, and petey, to cater to the needy | |
| Like a prayer for madonna but a different world for jasmine | |
| Cl is well a physical attraction | |
| Let me make myself perfectly clear: | |
| While i'm there, i make a peer a positive pap smear | |
| Really i do, once i light the barbeque | |
| Thread the loose ends, see my friends are the crew | |
| The fright night king of new york like frank white | |
| If it ain't rough it ain't right man listen.. | |
| [cl smooth] | |
| If it ain't rough enough, to mingle in the stuff | |
| To scar and scuff and make you cuckoo like a cocoa puff; | |
| It ain't right so i smash the satellite | |
| Check the farenheight, before i take flight | |
| Unique as mozambique, here to freak sheik | |
| The skills that won't leak, and never antique | |
| Warm like a oven you're lovin the style i'm druggin | |
| Alleyway muggin, heavyweight sluggin | |
| No fibs i kick the ad libs and rock it in the cribs | |
| Break your ribs like a toothpick cause you were never slick | |
| ? you lacked back when i first started | |
| Cl's the one who got the red sea parted | |
| My conversation qualification is a doozy | |
| The rude rudy wreckin write you off as a floozy | |
| I shoot for the moon, but even if i miss | |
| I'm among the stars, to put a bullethole in mars.. | |
| [cl smooth] | |
| In my frame of mind i design the best-seller | |
| For rougher cats can rockafeller you're penn and teller | |
| Steady with the convo, rought like brillo | |
| Let your head hit the bed and knock the feathers out your pillow | |
| The master intelligent, with the black testament | |
| Found it relevant, and mailed it to the president | |
| But overall i get papes for my labor | |
| With the physical manifestation of a saviour | |
| You wanna test this, but i slay anyway | |
| Cause your rhymes are old, with more wrinkles than a charpei | |
| Mecca don upon the streets of babylon | |
| Pass the baton to respond like farrakhan | |
| Hard like shaft with the staff for the backdraft | |
| A blazin aftermath, so hon make a path | |
| If you don't trust him, bust him | |
| But if you don't have a weapon, then kid keep steppin | |
| The main idea in here for the hemisphere | |
| Cl's here to get wreck for the year | |
| A large man's appetite, blowin like dynamite | |
| If it ain't rough it ain't right, come on! |
| zuo ci : Penn, Phillips | |
| Above the level of a mezzanine, healthy as ovaltine | |
| The dominant ? clean, i mean go, the light' s green | |
| The protege could play like chess to quest the best | |
| Confess, never poor as bangladesh | |
| I get busy like a boxer, operate like a doctor | |
| Seal like a locker, pop like orville redenbacher | |
| Buy the tape, lp, cd | |
| All me, and petey, to cater to the needy | |
| Like a prayer for madonna but a different world for jasmine | |
| Cl is well a physical attraction | |
| Let me make myself perfectly clear: | |
| While i' m there, i make a peer a positive pap smear | |
| Really i do, once i light the barbeque | |
| Thread the loose ends, see my friends are the crew | |
| The fright night king of new york like frank white | |
| If it ain' t rough it ain' t right man listen.. | |
| cl smooth | |
| If it ain' t rough enough, to mingle in the stuff | |
| To scar and scuff and make you cuckoo like a cocoa puff | |
| It ain' t right so i smash the satellite | |
| Check the farenheight, before i take flight | |
| Unique as mozambique, here to freak sheik | |
| The skills that won' t leak, and never antique | |
| Warm like a oven you' re lovin the style i' m druggin | |
| Alleyway muggin, heavyweight sluggin | |
| No fibs i kick the ad libs and rock it in the cribs | |
| Break your ribs like a toothpick cause you were never slick | |
| ? you lacked back when i first started | |
| Cl' s the one who got the red sea parted | |
| My conversation qualification is a doozy | |
| The rude rudy wreckin write you off as a floozy | |
| I shoot for the moon, but even if i miss | |
| I' m among the stars, to put a bullethole in mars.. | |
| cl smooth | |
| In my frame of mind i design the bestseller | |
| For rougher cats can rockafeller you' re penn and teller | |
| Steady with the convo, rought like brillo | |
| Let your head hit the bed and knock the feathers out your pillow | |
| The master intelligent, with the black testament | |
| Found it relevant, and mailed it to the president | |
| But overall i get papes for my labor | |
| With the physical manifestation of a saviour | |
| You wanna test this, but i slay anyway | |
| Cause your rhymes are old, with more wrinkles than a charpei | |
| Mecca don upon the streets of babylon | |
| Pass the baton to respond like farrakhan | |
| Hard like shaft with the staff for the backdraft | |
| A blazin aftermath, so hon make a path | |
| If you don' t trust him, bust him | |
| But if you don' t have a weapon, then kid keep steppin | |
| The main idea in here for the hemisphere | |
| Cl' s here to get wreck for the year | |
| A large man' s appetite, blowin like dynamite | |
| If it ain' t rough it ain' t right, come on! |
| zuò cí : Penn, Phillips | |
| Above the level of a mezzanine, healthy as ovaltine | |
| The dominant ? clean, i mean go, the light' s green | |
| The protege could play like chess to quest the best | |
| Confess, never poor as bangladesh | |
| I get busy like a boxer, operate like a doctor | |
| Seal like a locker, pop like orville redenbacher | |
| Buy the tape, lp, cd | |
| All me, and petey, to cater to the needy | |
| Like a prayer for madonna but a different world for jasmine | |
| Cl is well a physical attraction | |
| Let me make myself perfectly clear: | |
| While i' m there, i make a peer a positive pap smear | |
| Really i do, once i light the barbeque | |
| Thread the loose ends, see my friends are the crew | |
| The fright night king of new york like frank white | |
| If it ain' t rough it ain' t right man listen.. | |
| cl smooth | |
| If it ain' t rough enough, to mingle in the stuff | |
| To scar and scuff and make you cuckoo like a cocoa puff | |
| It ain' t right so i smash the satellite | |
| Check the farenheight, before i take flight | |
| Unique as mozambique, here to freak sheik | |
| The skills that won' t leak, and never antique | |
| Warm like a oven you' re lovin the style i' m druggin | |
| Alleyway muggin, heavyweight sluggin | |
| No fibs i kick the ad libs and rock it in the cribs | |
| Break your ribs like a toothpick cause you were never slick | |
| ? you lacked back when i first started | |
| Cl' s the one who got the red sea parted | |
| My conversation qualification is a doozy | |
| The rude rudy wreckin write you off as a floozy | |
| I shoot for the moon, but even if i miss | |
| I' m among the stars, to put a bullethole in mars.. | |
| cl smooth | |
| In my frame of mind i design the bestseller | |
| For rougher cats can rockafeller you' re penn and teller | |
| Steady with the convo, rought like brillo | |
| Let your head hit the bed and knock the feathers out your pillow | |
| The master intelligent, with the black testament | |
| Found it relevant, and mailed it to the president | |
| But overall i get papes for my labor | |
| With the physical manifestation of a saviour | |
| You wanna test this, but i slay anyway | |
| Cause your rhymes are old, with more wrinkles than a charpei | |
| Mecca don upon the streets of babylon | |
| Pass the baton to respond like farrakhan | |
| Hard like shaft with the staff for the backdraft | |
| A blazin aftermath, so hon make a path | |
| If you don' t trust him, bust him | |
| But if you don' t have a weapon, then kid keep steppin | |
| The main idea in here for the hemisphere | |
| Cl' s here to get wreck for the year | |
| A large man' s appetite, blowin like dynamite | |
| If it ain' t rough it ain' t right, come on! |
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