Lyrics For Brownside's "So Ruff" From Their "Eastside Drama" Album.
Wicked (Verse 1):
A Deadly Image
My Life Fading Away
I Relax To Kick It
Think About My Gangster Ways
In My Head
I Can See My Homies
And Some Bitches
Also That Know Me
From The Block
You Know We're At The Spot
Where Everyday
They Slang Weed & Rock
Glock My Gun
Cause There's Still More To Come
Just To Make Sure
My Enemies Get Some
Thinkin' Like A Mad Ass
On A Crazy Trip
I Stop To Think
Really Ain't Shit
Fuck It
Cause It's All In The Past
If Only I Knew
I Wouldn't Even Last
I Miss
All The Crazy Times I Had
Talkin' Gang Of Shit
Goin' Head Up With My Dad
For Some Problem
We Couldn't Resolve
Plus In My Pocket
A Cuete That Revolve
But Not For Him
My Mind Was Full Of Other Sins
Took His Ride
With My Slim-Jim
Those Were The Days
To The Beginning Of A Maze
I Even Remember
The First Time That I Blazed
Rich Garcia (Chorus):
So Rough, So Tough
Rollin' Through My City
So Rough, So Tough
Bangin' In My City
Toker (Verse 2):
I Sit Back And Reminisce
Of The Good Old Days
Ditchin' Parties
Gettin High
Were My Crazy Ass Ways
Hanging Out With My Homies
Til Late At Night
On My Block Sellin Dope
Til The Break Of Light
49th Street
Is Were The Spot Was At
Right In Front Of My Primo's Pad
Is Were I Sat
Living Life
In The Fast Lane
But At The Same Time
It Was All A Game
Juvenile Hall Then I Hit Y.A.
Simon Strolling In My Blues
In The County L.A.
Holding My Own
As A Young Ass Fool
But Thinking At The Time
Everything Was Cool
Gang Bangin' Pelones
Tagged Out Cabrones
I Hung Around With Nothing
But Crazy Ass Matones
That's The Life I Live
And Only Thing I Know
Three Strikes With The L
Is How My Story Goes
Rich Garcia (Chorus):
So Rough, So Tough
Rollin' Through My City
So Rough, So Tough
Bangin' In My City
Wicked (Verse 3):
So Much Shit I Overlooked
Just Like That
My Pinche Life Was Took
I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm A Mexican
Now I'm Here Just Rememberin'
Believe Me
It's All The Same Routine
You See
Who's The Next Fool
To Come And Be Me?
The Moon Ain't Cheese
You'll Be Beggin' On Your Knees
Still Think You Crazy?
Fuck With These Troops
Who Lay Fools
And Pay Dues Daily
All The Pedo On The Streets
Made Me Wanna Creep
Puttin' Enemigas To Sleep
Trucha Con Los Carros
Que Pasan Deep
Yeah Ese I Remember All That
Not Giving A Fuck
And Daily Carrying A Strap
Back Though
To What I Wanted You To Know
I Got Caught Up In The Gang
No Going Back Loco
Rich Garcia (Chorus):
So Rough, So Tough
(So Ruff)
Rollin' Through My City
(When You're Rollin')
(When You're Rollin' Through My Hood Yeah)
So Rough, So Tough
Bangin' In My City
(Better Watch Your Back)
(Don't You Come Creppin')
So Rough, So Tough
(Get Caught Slippin')
Rollin' Through My City
(In My Hood, No No)
(Look Up)
So Rough, So Tough
(Better Roll Somebody On The Back Of Your Hood)
Bangin' In My City
(Yeah, Yeah)
Wicked (Verse 1):
A Deadly Image
My Life Fading Away
I Relax To Kick It
Think About My Gangster Ways
In My Head
I Can See My Homies
And Some Bitches
Also That Know Me
From The Block
You Know We're At The Spot
Where Everyday
They Slang Weed & Rock
Glock My Gun
Cause There's Still More To Come
Just To Make Sure
My Enemies Get Some
Thinkin' Like A Mad Ass
On A Crazy Trip
I Stop To Think
Really Ain't Shit
Fuck It
Cause It's All In The Past
If Only I Knew
I Wouldn't Even Last
I Miss
All The Crazy Times I Had
Talkin' Gang Of Shit
Goin' Head Up With My Dad
For Some Problem
We Couldn't Resolve
Plus In My Pocket
A Cuete That Revolve
But Not For Him
My Mind Was Full Of Other Sins
Took His Ride
With My Slim-Jim
Those Were The Days
To The Beginning Of A Maze
I Even Remember
The First Time That I Blazed
Rich Garcia (Chorus):
So Rough, So Tough
Rollin' Through My City
So Rough, So Tough
Bangin' In My City
Toker (Verse 2):
I Sit Back And Reminisce
Of The Good Old Days
Ditchin' Parties
Gettin High
Were My Crazy Ass Ways
Hanging Out With My Homies
Til Late At Night
On My Block Sellin Dope
Til The Break Of Light
49th Street
Is Were The Spot Was At
Right In Front Of My Primo's Pad
Is Were I Sat
Living Life
In The Fast Lane
But At The Same Time
It Was All A Game
Juvenile Hall Then I Hit Y.A.
Simon Strolling In My Blues
In The County L.A.
Holding My Own
As A Young Ass Fool
But Thinking At The Time
Everything Was Cool
Gang Bangin' Pelones
Tagged Out Cabrones
I Hung Around With Nothing
But Crazy Ass Matones
That's The Life I Live
And Only Thing I Know
Three Strikes With The L
Is How My Story Goes
Rich Garcia (Chorus):
So Rough, So Tough
Rollin' Through My City
So Rough, So Tough
Bangin' In My City
Wicked (Verse 3):
So Much Shit I Overlooked
Just Like That
My Pinche Life Was Took
I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm A Mexican
Now I'm Here Just Rememberin'
Believe Me
It's All The Same Routine
You See
Who's The Next Fool
To Come And Be Me?
The Moon Ain't Cheese
You'll Be Beggin' On Your Knees
Still Think You Crazy?
Fuck With These Troops
Who Lay Fools
And Pay Dues Daily
All The Pedo On The Streets
Made Me Wanna Creep
Puttin' Enemigas To Sleep
Trucha Con Los Carros
Que Pasan Deep
Yeah Ese I Remember All That
Not Giving A Fuck
And Daily Carrying A Strap
Back Though
To What I Wanted You To Know
I Got Caught Up In The Gang
No Going Back Loco
Rich Garcia (Chorus):
So Rough, So Tough
(So Ruff)
Rollin' Through My City
(When You're Rollin')
(When You're Rollin' Through My Hood Yeah)
So Rough, So Tough
Bangin' In My City
(Better Watch Your Back)
(Don't You Come Creppin')
So Rough, So Tough
(Get Caught Slippin')
Rollin' Through My City
(In My Hood, No No)
(Look Up)
So Rough, So Tough
(Better Roll Somebody On The Back Of Your Hood)
Bangin' In My City
(Yeah, Yeah)
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