Lyric Rough Nigga Gettin busy
Intro:
Poison Clan s in the house and ya don t stop!
JT s in the house and ya don t stop!
Tony Cash in the house and ya can t quit!
Poison Clan comin dope with the funky shit!
Hey yo throw ya hands in the air!
And wave em like ya just don t care!
And if you re ready to rock with JT and the Clan
Lemme hear ya say aw yeah!
Verse 1: JT Money
JT wreckin shit like a drunk driver
The Bitch-izer s richer and wiser
Niggas camouflage to be large like the great one
Talkin shit? Oh, that s a mistake, son!
Cause I m on track like a train
Puttin niggas in pain, who think they can hang
With the likes of the Money Man
I m from the Clan; I leave your head spinnin like a fan
So spread your hustle, we can go off the muscle
Brothers talk shit, but still don t wanna tussle
With the Clan s warrior!
Make a sad story o whoever s in the section,
Cause all you get is wrecked, son
If you don t know what you re in for,
Pay attention as I mention the info
Or you ll get slapped like a hoe
I m from the bottom, niggas! Act like you know!
Chorus (4x):
[I am ROUGH!]
[Another hit from the freestyle fanatic]
Verse 2: JT Money
Save the beef for the patty; I don t rap for the weak
The Poison Clan s mack daddy ain t your speed
I get respect to the maximum, some be actin dumb
They re not down with the Poison, so I m taxin em
Eatin em up, like a gyro sandwich
They re never Poison Clan cause they do zero damage
JT Money s the man you can never predict
I m crusin while suckas gettin sea-sick
Now stuff like this you can t resist nowadays
Poison is power, and power pays
So I choose to be Poisonous
You can never pose a threat if you put your boys in this
But rather though, you ll tell your kids a story of
JT, the Poison Clan warrior
I m never lost in the source cause I m the boss
Hot like the devil but cool as Jack Frost
And I fly niggas head like a frisbee
You just seen a rough nigga gettin busy
Chorus
Motherfuckers on roaches still can t hang with me
The mack daddy s back on track and it s plain to see
I m one of the best out, I m waitin the next bout
Never fakin makin the opposite sex shout
Niggas act hard when they know they soft
Pull a switch on your back and turn yo ass off
Cause the shit y all kickin ain t hittin
The shit I kick kick ass; I ain t bullshittin
I m on a rampage to do damage
Eat you like a sandwich, cause you can t manage
Niggas try to get fly, so then I wreck em
Kick em in the rectum, and then reject em
I make Hell raise, kick like a 12-guage
Make you feel like you re trapped in a steel cage
Niggas kickin nursery rhymes and weak fables
I kick shit like I m walkin through a horse stable
Gettin shit on my steel-toe, but still chilled, though
My foot ll be up yo ass like a dildo
So don t be next, black
Cause I cause way more shit than Ex-Lax
Chorus
Poison Clan s in the house and ya don t stop!
JT s in the house and ya don t stop!
Tony Cash in the house and ya can t quit!
Poison Clan comin dope with the funky shit!
Hey yo throw ya hands in the air!
And wave em like ya just don t care!
And if you re ready to rock with JT and the Clan
Lemme hear ya say aw yeah!
Verse 1: JT Money
JT wreckin shit like a drunk driver
The Bitch-izer s richer and wiser
Niggas camouflage to be large like the great one
Talkin shit? Oh, that s a mistake, son!
Cause I m on track like a train
Puttin niggas in pain, who think they can hang
With the likes of the Money Man
I m from the Clan; I leave your head spinnin like a fan
So spread your hustle, we can go off the muscle
Brothers talk shit, but still don t wanna tussle
With the Clan s warrior!
Make a sad story o whoever s in the section,
Cause all you get is wrecked, son
If you don t know what you re in for,
Pay attention as I mention the info
Or you ll get slapped like a hoe
I m from the bottom, niggas! Act like you know!
Chorus (4x):
[I am ROUGH!]
[Another hit from the freestyle fanatic]
Verse 2: JT Money
Save the beef for the patty; I don t rap for the weak
The Poison Clan s mack daddy ain t your speed
I get respect to the maximum, some be actin dumb
They re not down with the Poison, so I m taxin em
Eatin em up, like a gyro sandwich
They re never Poison Clan cause they do zero damage
JT Money s the man you can never predict
I m crusin while suckas gettin sea-sick
Now stuff like this you can t resist nowadays
Poison is power, and power pays
So I choose to be Poisonous
You can never pose a threat if you put your boys in this
But rather though, you ll tell your kids a story of
JT, the Poison Clan warrior
I m never lost in the source cause I m the boss
Hot like the devil but cool as Jack Frost
And I fly niggas head like a frisbee
You just seen a rough nigga gettin busy
Chorus
Motherfuckers on roaches still can t hang with me
The mack daddy s back on track and it s plain to see
I m one of the best out, I m waitin the next bout
Never fakin makin the opposite sex shout
Niggas act hard when they know they soft
Pull a switch on your back and turn yo ass off
Cause the shit y all kickin ain t hittin
The shit I kick kick ass; I ain t bullshittin
I m on a rampage to do damage
Eat you like a sandwich, cause you can t manage
Niggas try to get fly, so then I wreck em
Kick em in the rectum, and then reject em
I make Hell raise, kick like a 12-guage
Make you feel like you re trapped in a steel cage
Niggas kickin nursery rhymes and weak fables
I kick shit like I m walkin through a horse stable
Gettin shit on my steel-toe, but still chilled, though
My foot ll be up yo ass like a dildo
So don t be next, black
Cause I cause way more shit than Ex-Lax
Chorus
