Del The Funky Homosapien - Hardcore Punks Can't Take It lyrics

Yeah man, half these motherf**as, man, is wack, man Half these, as a matter of fact, like, like, like 3/4 of y'all motherf**as is wack, that's real Ain't saying sh**, I don't even give a f**, man sh**'s hardcore, man, punks can't take it Y'all, I keep it hardcore and punks can't take it I got that sh** pa**ed down to me by foul situations Dealin', give a f** how you clowns be feelin' I can't sleep sound without thousands peelin' Like potatoes How my day goes Straight to work, innovate flows, renovate tones Penetrate domes when they ain't knowin' Illiteracy, all time high It's bigger than me, I just wade through the hate juice It ain't cool but sh** that's what'll make you Come through with a breakthrough The adversity, work it with the need to express Dump off the excess and zone inside my headset And give way game like midway engraved in the caverns Where the funk is imagined and conjured Creating a monster It won't be long till the drama spill I got a stronger will Go beyond the field because I wanna Honor, shield my personal armor From my mentality that you piranhas long to conquer But this time we gonna have some fish fry Twist time so it benefit mine Yeah, in the nick of time Nickel slick rhymes Shift sides to the flip side Soak a motherf**a, let 'em drip dry Can't take it I can't even believe this sh**, you motherf**as You know how it feels Some, some, some Sometimes I feel the place is disgraceful And no reason in particular Pictures of the past life I was stuck in Inducted in the ruckus, a lot of destructive motherf**as Some was G's for real and some was busters Some were corrupted and couldn't be trusted I wasn't above it, I wasn't a thug but a knuckle-head buggin' And f**in' sh** up for nothin' Hip Hop appeared like a storybook fantasy A lot of fools capped on me When I rapped for free in front of the whole faculty After recess, jealous dummies wanted to scrap with me I caught a few blows, I f**ed some fools up Now they comin' to school with they tools tucked You know they pride, can never leave it at a few cuts And bruises signifying that they was losers I'm like, please tell me who was the winner then? Chasin' me with knives with they bigger friends And family members and none of them fools was badly injured I remember I laid low 'til could stray from home I had to stay in the safe zone Told myself, I'm gonna make it with these great flows I make, those bozo's chose they fate, I used to know Those who would hold the weight I never turned up my nose But always wanted to know they were straight Closed casket, no joke, so is the wake And half of them know they fake, tryna show some strength It use to feel like there's no escape I was broke, no dates, all the hoes would fake All the bro's on the block tell me that the flow was dope So there's hope, just hold that rope and don't let go 'Cause some of them lost they grip Habitual liars always tryna start some sh** Hell, don't be a target, be smart and swift Mind my business but remember you was a part of this I never forgot and put it in the bars I spit So all you crabs in the bucket, get off my dick 'Fore your a** get served in a match of words Hardcore just like your a** deserve Your a** deserve Can you take it? Can you take it?