[00:19.310][Steele]
[00:22.273]Smif-N-Wessun out of Bucktown startin' mad trouble
[00:25.135]Play the Hard Rock we break yo' block down ta rubble
[00:27.820]Perform a construction, like a storm when we rushin
[00:30.786]Raisin' Cain, hip shots graze yo' brain
[00:33.357]It's rippin down, like thunda, pound
[00:35.680]Make a brotha wonda now, what otha ill shit lies underground
[00:39.246]We got more if ya want more, dig it
[00:41.621]But ya got ta be hardcore ta get wit' it
[00:44.389]As a youth some called me Tone, some called me ?
[00:47.094]Now they call me Steele cause I'm rough to tha bone marrow
[00:50.039]You don't believe me, G, check my apparel
[00:52.632]Dress code is bold, so feel the cold barrel
[00:55.424]What up to all my cock strong troops in they boots
[00:58.198]True to tha game stayin' true to they roots
[01:00.852]That's how we choose to remain, cause we just can't change
[01:03.927]and we won't change, still stay the same
[01:06.335][Tek]
[01:23.435]Timz and hood check, my crew's out ta catch wreck
[01:25.852]Run in ya crib and bolt ya doors'll be ya best bet
[01:28.514]Ya hear footsteps approach, as I drop the roach
[01:31.290]Of the smoke ya can't react because ya throat is being choked
[01:34.392]Pull yo' biscuit that's yo ticket to escape
[01:36.797]I got the trey-deuce my crime partner got the trey-eight
[01:39.701]I kick it hardcore so these critics try ta ban me
[01:42.346]But I'm gettin busy like the black guerilla family
[01:45.082]Got ta meet my man at a quarter ta nine
[01:47.590]So we could blow this town and leave the corpse behind
[01:50.412]We ain't many but we crazy, shady
[01:52.665]Broke into a crib, what we did
[01:54.677]Yes we smoked the fat lady
[01:56.162]Smif-N-Wessun on some reality shit
[01:58.731]Tie up ya timbs and make sure ya don't slip, nucca