Artist: Shyheim Album: A/K/A The Rugged Child Song: One's 4 Da Money Typed by: Tha Masta [Intro: Shyheim] "a.k.a, a.k.a, the rugged child" Microphone check, one-two, one-two, yo Microphone check, one-two, one-two, yo Microphone check, one-two, one-two, yo Microphone check, one-two [Chorus 2X: Shyheim] One's for the money two's for the show three's for ya hooker but we all say, (HOE!) [Shyheim] My slang and my gang bumps up the concrete Like Eric B. & Rakim, Don't Sweat the Techniques So you got beef? Run on sonnie, go get your posse Cause I've got a mosse, when you wear haratchies Then you hear me kicking all you say is it's mad rugged Then jumped on my tip, but I thoguht nothin of it Cause I let the microphone spark right after dark And be dropping mad skillz like my name was Pathmark The rebel to society, everyone's trying me Loking at me strange-ly, damn right it amazed me Had I did something wrong or am I dumb Brothers keep stressing, oh shorties the one To make it real snappy, and little nasty-nasty Things get pawsie-pawsie and off to be haxly Get a little dough and still can't hold you own on that microphone so keep licking on that wish bone You had your chance but you fell out on tune So you're hanging out with dudes, now you say that rock rules You make me laugh as you're mom's get smoke You get ain't like a taffy, and red like the chokes Flow with the flower from the Wu-Tang freestyle You catch a bow-bow, when near to this wild child From the Staten the Island, the temple just an example how pop goes the pistol [Chorus 2X] [Shyheim] Here comes the shorty with the tec-22 but If you tell I'm gonna blast you From the projects worst ghetto section Sword on my back, gun from protection Shortie Doo-Wop, more Juice than 2Pac Coming through with the Wu-Tang hip-hop Shorty Rah Rah, short stinky Shy Shy Go-go, ga-ga, now you call me papa I'm not a mack daddy or my daddy mack Touch my napsack, boy you gettin pitch smacked I've got a style may not be familliar It's like those play, they call you around and they use you Who will be the next to flex and face death ashes to ashes, and only dust is left [Chorus 2X] [Outro] "Hip-hop means you wanna get hurt" (cut and scratched 4X) "a.k.a, a.k.a, the rugged child" (cut and scratched 3X)