[Verse 1: Ruffian Rugged]
Ganxtamusic!
Who's faster? sonic or flash?
Nuh bredda, that me bwoy!
Been a wonderkid!
Been a teen titan, now u fuckin with a beastboy!
Yeah mi gonna chop a brick!
4 anybody who wanna building
I gotta get up and destroy!
Villain a kill em, i gotta choppin a head off, I got em spinnin off the wall like a B-Boy!
Now mi nuh out fi fame, mi nuh leeroy
So many bars, man a barista
Cuz mi nuh par, Ruffian
Bars really strong where the kings landing, better call a Baratheon
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin a problem
Duppy the bag a the beggar
The bigger they bugging, I'm makin em buggin
Sick a the pack a the fucker they fakin a syllablecount inna "PackinAMac" and a 9MM, My Hek(e)ler-binochular, kep(e)ler makin it buck inna Goblin!
Whe dem a go hard pon the jam
But dem cyaan go a jam
Dem a nuh rock microphone
Send them chopper go back to a college
Dem a nuh thug inna bone
Cuz them a harmony rubbish
Dem a nuh busy, nuh krazy, nuh lazy
Dem copy them "brainsick", them "cruzified" like em a Nas and them Puffy...
Dem nuh fi rate my sound
You can "hate me now"
But i just mek a duppy
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
Deh ya pon the level well I'm more than a catchphrase
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
Deh ya pon that level lyrically whe mi got made!
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
Anybody pickin up on the flow a the venom but em a not "strange"
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
[Verse 2: Ruffian Rugged]
Governor come in I duppy a demon
I summon a coven
I am fuckin up devil
Governor rugged a mac
A eleven
A telekines(is) inna master my level
I deh pon the mic and the riddim in makin em buggin i tun up a sub and a treble
I kill a pussywagon
Pull up pon the rapist
A hanzo katana
A shogun assassin
Talkin a Idol
I nuh gonna understand u hype unoself but em copy the pattern
Mi fuck uno 21 syllable deh pon the second from uno manipulate pon a session
You sus
I coula go off fi 21 second to go but if I go off on a riddim inna millisecond you drop pon the max
Pull up pon di man em encanto
My 9mm go buk inna faceless
Sick a the bag a the fucka they fakin the wokka, they copy the venom, how shameless
Inevitably my comin a my seitu gemu lobotomy up inna gamecheck
Cooper the bag a the beginner I
Figure the fucker they makin a buck inna bug inna playtest
How you mean inaudible?
I said: Cooper the pack a the beginner i figure the fucker to makin em buggin or makin a buck or they makin a bug inna playtest
I mean you slow?
Or you dumb?
Or you old full of hatred?
Leavin a legacy
Fuck uno frenemy
Nuh gonna bendin me...
Avatar aang inna bakkle
Maleficent, back in my element
Sub a magnificent
Buck inna massacre
Wannabe eminem?
Anybody packin a mac and a cannon like runnin a tenement
Wannabe packin a apple?
They Wannabe venom or slenderman
Molokoplus inna bar deh
Mi deh pon the indika
Deh pon the sess again
Wanna-be-veteran suck! yu nuh uniquely choppin...
The governor better than
Spitter
Mi TELL em a Wilhelm, i call him to "makin a Pick inna fakin a killa":
A Hannibal? (or) Canibal?
(dem) Raper! They sucker, we merkin em fucker cuz them pedophiliac!
Whe dem a nuh gonna proovin you deh pon the "Openin Portal"
Em fiakin they wicked & woke
But em Dibbi-Dy driven
One Bar deh go open a Head and a cranium smoking em dragon
Spit Fire! Khaleesi!
Step pon the mic and the riddim a governor makin the choppin look easy
Step on a mic and i open a portal makin it lookin like drawing a Mandala
Callin it bigidi-bagidi-bugidi
But wi nuh sumaladumala
[Chorus: Ruffian Rugged]
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
Deh ya pon the level well I'm more than a catchphrase
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
Deh ya pon that level lyrically whe mi got made!
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
Anybody pickin up on the flow a the venom but em a not "strange"
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
[Verse 3: The Jackal]
He hit The Jackal
He wanted Sumaludumala
Pummel any opponent
I whack a rodent with no trap
This a chopper track
They tryna copy that
The copycat a rat
Already telling, they getting flattened with a bat (ooo)
Keeping it basic for the build-up
The filler don’t get the plaque
But I’m insizeably better
Than 90% of spitters
This canine is a killer
So brace, or you getting misaligned quicker (okay)
They hate when I’m packing a mic
But they loving the syllable play
And my clarity apparently night and day
With everybody in the game
They tryna copy me but they can’t (okay)
Trigger; the finger making it pop in a minute
I’m gonna get em when I’m in the building
Eye for an eye
Coz apache is making appearance
Chop it up making a monsoon
Wave and I’m making em sea sick of the flow
They on a boat
And the propellor is my thought process
I’m prolific
A professional mic packer
“You get a mic!” “You get a mic!”
Oprah with the paraphernalia
Alien to amateurs
Adamant when I get up and I cannot wait to keep it a buck with anybody listening
(check it)
You call it lazy, I call it smart
I’m a mastermind
Why would I bother if nobody gonna catch it at the triple time?
What a waste or my writing
I’m on a different level
Keeping it A1
Whilst your battleship disheveled
(Let’s go!)
Chopping a couple of bodies
Breaking a record and making a mess
Thinking I figured the pocket
Pick it apart and tinker the best
Dressing Impecc, and I’m packing a mic and I may get to wrecking and making em awestruck
Ohhh, this is gonna be a night that nobody gonna forget (okay)
Simmer down
You looking Sumaladumala
Syllable never fumbled
I’m ready to rumble any day
Another person incorrect about being better than me
Reminder; you don’t know me
Let’s keep it that way, hey?
[Chorus: Ruffian Rugged]
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
Deh ya pon the level well I'm more than a catchphrase
Duppy the pack a the demon, i summon a coven i'm makin em buggin
Deh ya pon that level lyrically whe mi got made!
Sumaladumala, no wi nuh "SUMALADUMALA"
Callin wi BIGIDI/BAGIDI but wi tell them wi nuh Sumaladumala
[Verse 4: Dumanoid]
Hey Ruffian
What’s poppin’ fam? I got your jam
It’s rockin’, damn, that song went HAM!
I like the way you’re just going off on stans!
Oh, you want me on again?
It’s an honor, thanks, but all I do lately is
Chop for fans, I lost my confidence
It’s never enough for them, I feel exhausted, man!
Lesz art, adok, pedig leszartad a kezdést!
Betartottam ott, ahol más betartja a mezsgyét!
Nem adtam fel, mikor a limit feladta a leckét!
Legallyazom a csúcsot, hol a legalja az extrém!
Tour de France, ha teker a tag, te durrdefektet kapsz, ellene
Nulla sansz, ha kereke forog, az úton meredeken hajt felfele!
"Hú, de klassz"-ra nevel a passzus, futom a loopon a Coopereket, pedig húz belem
Húzz bele, ne velem ujjat, pöcc az ujjbegyemmel, kapsz egy percet!
Akit a Kitekat okít, akitaként ugatok, kutya kötelességem
Tiki-takitok a tökötök, öt IQ: tök üti ki teke fejecskétek
Utakat a kutak indokoltak ide, kit agitál köteg, itta ki tőkét, ő
Kutakodik-e? De kételkedőket ti kitagadtok itt, a kelepcém ez
Alibi alaki emberi „ing” ide, ürege üvege MRI imidzse!
Üget-e ütege, engedi ideje? Üteme üzeme: epedi izibe!
Irama öröme, idege üröme, e para ipara emeli eleve
Origó-omega anyaga ebola, anime-enemy elemi ereje!
Nehezen ment az elején, origóm: idolok irama vezet, én kopizom
Életem felében tekerés topikom, mára Ezékiel szekerén szotyizom
Mégis a köre von befelé, profilom peremén szakad, hol feketéll top-ikon!
Kiszabadulok-e? Nem elég sok izom! Ad-e hont? Ez a pont eseményhorizont!
Energiaital: benya, benyakalom üzemanyagom
Ha belevetem magam, betemet a "meta", menten letapadok ütem-etapokon!
No komment a "fő", nem ment, ha betagolok, e lak: elakadok, ülep a lapokon
De tapod a mega-mech, ha feltankolom! Ólom-automata: tüzem adagolom!
Ideje felocsúdni, bro!
Levonult szigor: dehogy unió benyomult kiborg-xeno-fúzió!
Rekonstrukció kell, lekonyul vigyor, beszorul sztiló!
Ez odúm, mikor sehol út, mi jó, dekor új filóm!
Sumalama dumalama, szavalom, ha duma láva, számolom a napokat a szabad ívig, utam állja
Helyem – ez a kazamata, faragom a köveket, a falakat, a közeget, a böriből a hegyeket, a
Piramisom e remek, e sík a limit, amit – íme – kiszakít a foka, de ha valahova kilyukadok
Oda megyek haza vele, peremen e Galápagos-szigeteki folyamat az evolúcióm!
Legyek a topon, mit epedek, orom, ma gebedek, ólom a teher!
Temet a korom, ha levetem, honomat emelem, okot a fejembe Logosza lehel!
Konok, a helyem a korok, ha lepereg homok, a szemek a folyók, ha nekem eónok a meder!
Fogan a viharom, megöl e fokon: a pokoli figura beköti bogod e pakurafekete munkanapokon, ha be kell!
(Get the picture yet?) You couldn't catch me in a snapshot
I make speedsters look like they're just standing in a Flash-mob
Went the extra mile till I'm both champion and crackpot
But when it comes to speed I'm in the pantheon of rap gods
[Bridge: Ruffian Rugged]
Sumaladumala, no wi nuh sumaladumala
Callin wi biggidibaggidibuggidi but wi tell them wi nuh sumaladumala
[Verse 5: Kal Paseo]
(I'm devoted)
They not used to us
We gotta prove validity of the music
Can't excuse the hubris, well then shoot the musket
I bust it, jealous individuals duck the true debunk
Combustion in the function, I'm Busta with headbangs, gang singing and swinging like a Uvula
The hip hop fusion, unglued, but never losing us
I'm from a tomb in alternate rooms, untouched
Gathering the few of us to make due, the junt bumping, it's nothing to put together the crew, we nuts
The moon is up, I'm a damn dog in a toon, what up?
When I get mad, it's more than agitated, brute-like stuff
Match my rhythm, I'm abusing you with one punch opps
Take a rapper out the game like losing to the Onion CHOP
At the conclusion of confusing the foolish, undisputed
Continuing absurdity like Sumala Dumala
Get it faded atop, scraping the brain like it's soft, claim when you not, rather than rang, oughtta knock
Jamaican jaman and a hater be not
Ain't shit sweet, I break your jaw, man
The runners up against me take the train to the top
Consider myself Cage when I jot but cannot contain or detain what I drop
You not about your business, you just major in stocks
Forget a sober MC smoking, say less, do pot
I'm doing away with it, say whatever's angering you, couldn't make any way to mitigate your fate
Protect from the plague, a medic in the fray
I bend a featherweight when they aching to set it straight
You're like a homophobe sucking my dick and you won't get away
More than the most you can take in a rap battle, you the cash cattle in a castle, I'mma hassle to get at you, give me the platform and I form into mad god like a statue, but about the stature, my lips faster, this bastard is wagyu
Wouldn't be feminine when I smack you, then you happen to collapse in the match
YOOOOOOO
