Heltah Skeltah - Forget Me Knots Lyrics

Album: Magnum Force

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Lyrics:

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To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
* repeat 2x *

Hardcore, far more than the average

[rock]
To all my hardcore niggaz yo I'm still the same
Won't let the game change me, I'm trying to change the game
This sh** is mad lame -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, timbs
Or hoodies or hats, sound like you mean me -- f*** ya!
You still get shot up ain't nuttin there but players
f*** you think? nigga steppin on your thousand dollar gators
Stupid-asses -- you shook at the site of party crashers
At the door actin, like you don't know who bummy jab is
They tell you rock, tellin me, don't act no fool
You heard of scotch on the rocks? I make the whole sh** cool
But i'ma stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
Deep rollin heat holdin nigga til I'm triple platinum

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To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

Hardcore, far more than the average

[rock]
M.f.c.!!
Hey hey, that's my partner price man
The whole industry's against him and me
Like thugs are to death penalties
But we got the remedy for all that punk sh**
One clip up in the macra
Make wiffleballs out all of you popcorn rappers
Callin my crew haters, knowin damn well you hate me
But scared to stick it to me, knowin damn well I break teeth
Alcatraz, forever rock hard, got scars for this rap sh**
Got locked behind bars, fluck the actin
All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, standin in the lobbies
Stay forever rowdy, niggaz _it's your world_ like bobby
Rob these, cats claimin they got so much cheese
When it's zero degrees and send they monkey-asses home freezin
Reppin for my housin p's and, catch me out in shaolin
Whylin with ghost, deck, and tical and them
Before I'm out the door big up my outlaw niggaz
My hardcore lovin thirsty out for war niggaz

[ruck]
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

Hardcore, far more than the average
* repeat 2x *

[ruck]
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
Never that, I'm constantly comin with clever raps
We sever that, take your head and slap em leather strap
You better pack, your gat or the outcome you outdone
I doubt them, niggaz can f*** with the ruckus without fun
Aiyyo what this about son? aiyyo witness a nigga clout son
Trippin with these chickens and sippin on guinness stout son
Without them, this nigga who jumped up and asked me
Are you f***in my sister man? when that bi*** butch like cassidy
Hell no, quick fast this man caught the elbow
Shells load, he fell froze, buck stuck like velcro
His man yelled, yo, ain't no need to f***in draw gats,
We all black put the gat down, I left his jaw tapped
I saw that, duke ain't want no beef in the first place
Just a gerk face nigga tryin to rep his birthplace
The worst case scenario, I leave your ass shot up
f*** up my rap product and back to crack narcotics
The moral of this story is -- there is no moral god
Just my sh** is hard, and if your sh** ain't like us
Youse a fraud, motherf***er

[rock]
Word up
Straight like that
f*** one of y'all niggaz up

Hardcore, far more than the average

[ruck]
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

Hardcore, far more than the average

(what, uh-huh, see you in hell motherf***er)

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
The game change.. but f*** y'all

Hardcore, far more than the average

Still in there, word up
Heltah skeltah what the f***

[rock]
Chop your motherf***in hands off and put a walkman on you
With no motherf***in frequency, nigga

Hardcore, far more than the average

Dip your ass in honey

Hardcore, far more than the average

And then just get the flies to ? you motherf***er
You punk motherf***ers, you sweet sons of bi***es

Hardcore, far more than the average

[ruck]
f***in, onionhead-ass, hardcore sh**

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