Tuffest Man Alive

This ain't no basic hip-hip, you make up in your garage
I'm down for showin' all you hoes who the hell's in charge
A cold lethal rap warrior, I'm on the attack
Cuttin' ducks no slack, so keep ya bitch ass back
Deadly, yeah kickin' it, the solo style
On top of the pile, the reigning chump worthwhile
Hanging tough I'm a leader, ain't no need to pretend
Like an elevator up, I mean I'm on the ascend

I ain't no east coast rapper, this is a southerner's song
Be warned, it's hard to try to hold a project born
Sayin' shit that you like, never wearing no Nike
Fuckin' it up and all I need is my God damn mic
And a micstand, I don't need a band to play
With a DJ like Rock, and a partner like K, in effect y'all
Fuckin' suckers up like five
It's Fila Fresh and I'm the toughest man alive

Na-na-na-na-na-naaaaa-nah
Yo, yo nigga you know you can't fuck with this
Do it, do it
Na-na-na-na-na-naaaaa-nah
Yo, fool, you know you need to jet the fuck off
Get the fuck out my face

Down from the beginnin', hittin' hard, I'll admit
They keep offering money, and I keep takin' the shit
And coolin' cool at the crib cause being cool's how I live
But buckin' up will get you rocked if you're a bullshit kid
I like it stylistic, c'mon let's get with it
Comin' up with fresh new rhymes like I'm a mystic
You see the D.O.C. and all the Fila I be splurgin'
Yeah, I know it, you think that I'm encouragin'
You, to step wrong boy, so I can go off
A quick run and when I'm done son you bet not cough

I'm an annihilator, standing a full 6'3"
And I really don't think you wanna fuck wit' me
But then there's always those, clockin' all your shows
Getting all out of line, tryin' to impress they hoes
I know some niggas 'round the way like that who won't quit
"It's the old top" man shoot that muthafuckin' shit
I'm physically tough, physically able, I qualify
Don't try that gangsta bullshit here, this ain't no I Spy
You better chill out, that's if you wanna survive
It's Fila Fresh and we're the toughest men alive

Yeah, for all you suckers who thought y'all was down, that's right
Kickin' that bullshit, yeah we're in effect, that's right homes
We're in effect so get your bitch ass back before you be floating up a creek, you know what I'm sayin?
Float, float on
Yeah, and if you want your beats to be def, call Dre before Monday



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Writer(s): Fresh K, Dr Rock, Doc T
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