Hardcore
Bazaro Lyrics


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(Intro: Ice-T)
Yeah, Ice-T nigga, Seventh Deadly Sin
It's all about that hardcore mind
Got my nigga Radzay, my nigga Bazaro, my girl Gripsta in the house
We gonna do it for all the hardcore niggas out there like this...

(Radzay)
A hard hit makes a soft ass, that's what they told me huh!
I'm totally gone, I'm in another zone nigga put me on this
We layin' stick, my lyrics is heat
Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep - nigga peep
I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag
I got a Nine nigga get me mad
And watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin'
I'm cats and crippin', lickin' is civil like Jack the Ripper
I'm on a mission drippin'-a-fog
An when it sees a million motherfuckers deceased
some of police are brutal hog, I'm actor-baitin'
No hesitation to slice a motherfucker in thirty places
Fuck a case - ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip
I'm aimin' a - automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up
Protainin' up, boss strangler, better save my mother
Flat packs will end as brothers - the bloody covers
Bloody gloves like Yo-J, AK's my brainwaves
I'll strung a nigga all day to my dear play you won't be comin' back
I put that on my dear pops when I blast a fierce drop
My bloody mask revealin' Jason it's non-stop
The cemetery is what you facin'
My steel shot is smokin' like chainsaws, brains call
recommend that you get your homies and watch your motherfuckin' game fall

(Chorus)
I only like my shit hardcore
(Radzay, South Central L.A. nigga)
I only like my shit hardcore
I only like my shit hardcore
I only like my shit hardcore

(Ice-T)
Prepare for the night that you never wanted
These streets is taunted, blacked out impala with the big rims on it
Hit'cha corner with the lights out, bitch it's on
Duck down wit'cha kids, you know what you did
Motherfuck what your niggas say, watch for the ricochet
it's gonna be hard to hear much, once my trigger spray
That's neither here nor there, just beware
Cause when I bust off my gat flings like a roll flair
You now listenin' to - the most hated and most loved at the same time 'cause
Ice nigga what the fuck you want to do about a T
Most'cha bitch niggas can't fuck with me
Cause your chin-chalked talk I can see through
Like you're rollin' in a phat V-12
Bulllshit - pull quick and have your shit cocked or dropped
Keep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don't stop
It's motherfuckin' game to rap about, shits' for real
Double action, ain't gotta cock back no more
Got you bitch-ass niggas sweatin' like Taibo
Rather lookin', in my face, I'm just checkin' my flow
So, I advise you to keep it in the studio
Your attittude, you don't want to meet me dude
My crews' like a fuckin' wild bunch of escaped beasts
Like scientists, cross cells of apes and G's
All the war - get you battle gear, black fatigues
You talk shit, your crews' catch a casualty, uh!

(Chorus)
I only like my shit hardcore
(Ice-T nigga, what?)
I only like my shit hardcore
I only like my shit hardcore
I only like my shit hardcore

(Bazaro)
Aiyyo my style be official, I bust like a pistol
Criminal - the issue, mad shit the nigga been through
Peep now, system, handcuffs nigga listen
Word up, robbin' white boys to buy blunts
The representative - GorTek Assassin thought to be a stallion
Yo I be splashin' Street Wars
The hardcore Ambassador in a black four door Akaror, I attach yours
The Marquise piece, gold teeth and medallion
Heads I be sappin' like the grams I be baggin'
Fightin' women, cut throat and tree smokin'
Violatin', infiltratin', blunt bakin'
Block regulatin', the cake, bake, a brick flippin'
Green expedition thicker to body stickin'
Bazaro, yo I got the hardcore flow
I drop to put a rock from the Bronx why'all know

(Chorus)
I only like my shit hardcore
(Bazaro, Boogie down Bronx baby)
I only like my shit hardcore

(Grip)
On the mic, Grip be flexin'
Who's next to wreck when I mic check, mic check
I'm checkin' any verbal an' steppin'
What the fuck nigga duck you ain't fuckin' with this
Get touched cause I lust to bust when I clutch
with the quickness, killin' lyricist when I spit this
Who's next on my hitlist when I rip this
Lyrically I'm material, the Rap War General
droppin' hoes quicker than a syllable, yeah you killable
Your style, unfillable, wishin' my shit was stillable
I eel for the fuck of it, queen you know I'm lovin' it
Dick, never suckin' it unless I see a buck in it
You need the whip, cluck it kid, I'm furious
Leavin' your crew delirious so you don't take it serious
I'm guessin' you was serious about the West, none test
I got the rep for my niggas on the shaw
Got the ball, fuck the law and yep I wet 'em out
As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out
Spray 'em out, lay 'em out
Ain't no surprise, come see me with four eyes
Young Grip I'm a prize, prepare for you demise
Recognize I put a hole in the local aforenor
Nigga this is Coroner

(Ice-T)
Gripsta, Oakland, California





I only like my shit hardcore...

Overall Meaning

The song Hardcore is a collaboration between three rappers: Bazaro, Radzay and Ice-T. The song is an ode to the hardcore rap genre, with intense and violent lyrics that touch on controversial topics such as murder, drug dealing and gang violence. Right from the intro, Ice-T sets the tone for the song by saying "It's all about that hardcore mind" and the rest of the lyrics keep it consistent.


Radzay starts with a line that perfectly encapsulates the hardcore rap mentality: "A hard hit makes a soft ass". He goes on to describe violent fantasies and dreams, often inspired by real-life events such as watching the news and seeing dead bodies. He talks about carrying a gun and being willing to use it without hesitation, leaving no trace and not caring about potential consequences. Bazaro and Grip continue the theme of violence and aggression in their verses, with Grip's delivery being particularly intense.


Overall, Hardcore is a song that celebrates the darker side of rap and embraces the taboo topics that are often shied away from in mainstream music. The lyrics are raw and unapologetic, and the production matches the intensity with hard-edged beats and ominous synths.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, Ice-T nigga, Seventh Deadly Sin
Ice-T introduces himself, and sets the tone for the rest of the song - hardcore!


It's all about that hardcore mind
The focus is on a mindset that's unrelenting and intense.


A hard hit makes a soft ass, that's what they told me huh!
To be tough, you have to take a beating.


I'm totally gone, I'm in another zone nigga put me on this
The rapper's in a zone of creativity and intensity.


We layin' stick, my lyrics is heat
He's got some fire lyrics.


Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep - nigga peep
He's having intense, surreal visions at night.


I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag
The rapper was traumatized after seeing a news report about dead bodies.


I got a Nine nigga get me mad
The rapper is carrying a gun and is easily angered.


And watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin'
He's ready to attack with violence and aggression.


I'm cats and crippin', lickin' is civil like Jack the Ripper
He's a smooth criminal and killer.


I'm on a mission drippin'-a-fog
He's in a fog, probably a reference to drugs or alcohol.


An when it sees a million motherfuckers deceased some of police are brutal hog, I'm actor-baitin'
When there are millions of dead bodies, the police will become brutal. This rapper baits them into violence.


No hesitation to slice a motherfucker in thirty places
This rapper is quick to violence and will cut you up.


Fuck a case - ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip
He doesn't care about leaving evidence behind.


I'm aimin' a - automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up
He's aiming a gun and will kill anyone who crosses him.


Protainin' up, boss strangler, better save my mother
He's becoming a boss and will strangle anyone who threatens his mother.


Flat packs will end as brothers - the bloody covers
His enemies will end up dead, and there will be lots of blood.


Bloody gloves like Yo-J, AK's my brainwaves
He's constantly thinking about violence, and it's part of his personality now.


I'll strung a nigga all day to my dear play you won't be comin' back
He's got violence on his mind all day, and he'll kill anyone who crosses him.


I put that on my dear pops when I blast a fierce drop
He'll swear on his father's life that he'll kill his enemy.


My bloody mask revealin' Jason it's non-stop
He wears a mask and is constantly ready for violence.


The cemetery is what you facin'
If you cross this rapper, you'll end up dead.


My steel shot is smokin' like chainsaws, brains call recommend that you get your homies and watch your motherfuckin' game fall
His gunshot will take you down like a chainsaw. He advises you to watch your back, because he's going to take down everyone in your crew.


I only like my shit hardcore
The rapper only likes intense, aggressive music.


Prepare for the night that you never wanted, These streets is taunted, blacked out impala with the big rims on it
The streets are dangerous and unpredictable. He's driving a blacked-out car with large rims.


Hit'cha corner with the lights out, bitch it's on
He's going to catch you off guard when you least expect it.


Duck down wit'cha kids, you know what you did
He's threatening to hurt you and your family.


Motherfuck what your niggas say, watch for the ricochet it's gonna be hard to hear much, once my trigger spray
He doesn't care about your friends and they won't be able to help you when he starts shooting.


That's neither here nor there, just beware
He's warning you to watch out for him.


Cause when I bust off my gat flings like a roll flair
When he shoots his gun, it's going to be unpredictable and uncontrollable.


You now listenin' to - the most hated and most loved at the same time 'cause Ice nigga what the fuck you want to do about a T
Ice-T is polarizing - people either love him or hate him.


Most'cha bitch niggas can't fuck with me, Cause your chin-chalked talk I can see through
Most rappers can't compete with him. He can see through their lies.


Like you're rollin' in a phat V-12, Bulllshit - pull quick and have your shit cocked or dropped
He doesn't care about your fancy car. He's ready to shoot you.


Keep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don't stop
He always carries extra ammunition.


It's motherfuckin' game to rap about, shits' for real
This is a serious business. He takes it very seriously.


Double action, ain't gotta cock back no more
His gun is ready to go at all times.


Got you bitch-ass niggas sweatin' like Taibo
His enemies are nervous and scared.


Rather lookin', in my face, I'm just checkin' my flow
He's confident and doesn't care what other people think.


So, I advise you to keep it in the studio
He's warning other rappers to stay in their lane.


Your attittude, you don't want to meet me dude
You don't want to cross this rapper.


My crews' like a fuckin' wild bunch of escaped beasts
His crew is wild and untamed.


Like scientists, cross cells of apes and G's
His crew is a mix of smart people and tough guys.


All the war - get you battle gear, black fatigues
He's preparing for war and wants his crew to be ready.


You talk shit, your crews' catch a casualty, uh!
If you talk trash, you and your crew will get hurt.


Aiyyo my style be official, I bust like a pistol
The rapper's style is official and his rhymes come out like gunshots.


Criminal - the issue, mad shit the nigga been through
The rapper has been through a lot and it's made him hard.


Peep now, system, handcuffs nigga listen, Word up, robbin' white boys to buy blunts
The rapper has been in trouble with the law and has robbed people to buy drugs.


The representative - GorTek Assassin thought to be a stallion
He sees himself as a powerful, unstoppable force.


Yo I be splashin' Street Wars
He's creating chaos and conflict in the streets.


The hardcore Ambassador in a black four door Akaror, I attach yours
He's the ambassador of hardcore and has a powerful car that he uses to intimidate.


The Marquise piece, gold teeth and medallion
He's got flashy jewelry and gold teeth.


Heads I be sappin' like the grams I be baggin'
He's beating people up and selling drugs.


Fightin' women, cut throat and tree smokin'
He's violent towards women and loves smoking marijuana.


Violatin', infiltratin', blunt bakin', Block regulatin', the cake, bake, a brick flippin'
He's involved in all kinds of illegal activities, like drug dealing and violence.


Green expedition thicker to body stickin'
He's got a big car that he uses to transport drugs.


Bazaro, yo I got the hardcore flow
This rapper has a style that's all about intensity and aggression.


I drop to put a rock from the Bronx why'all know
He's representing the Bronx and wants people to know that.


On the mic, Grip be flexin', Who's next to wreck when I mic check, mic check
Grip is confident in her skills and wants to know who's next to challenge her.


I'm checkin' any verbal an' steppin', What the fuck nigga duck you ain't fuckin' with this
She's listening closely to her competition and is ready to take them on.


Get touched cause I lust to bust when I clutch with the quickness, killin' lyricist when I spit this
She's ready to attack with reckless abandon and can kill other rappers with her rhymes.


Who's next on my hitlist when I rip this
She's ready to take down anyone who tries to compete with her.


Lyrically I'm material, the Rap War General droppin' hoes quicker than a syllable, yeah you killable
She's confident in her skills and can defeat anyone who goes up against her.


Your style, unfillable, wishin' my shit was stillable
Your style is weak and can't compare to hers.


I eel for the fuck of it, queen you know I'm lovin' it, Dick, never suckin' it unless I see a buck in it
She's always looking for action and will only perform sexual acts if she's paid.


You need the whip, cluck it kid, I'm furious
She's angry and will hurt you if you cross her.


Leavin' your crew delirious so you don't take it serious
She's going to take down your crew and leave them in disbelief.


I'm guessin' you was serious about the West, none test
She's ready to defend the West Coast and isn't afraid of challengers.


I got the rep for my niggas on the shaw, Got the ball, fuck the law and yep I wet 'em out
She's respected by her peers and isn't afraid to break the law to get what she wants.


As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out
She's going to kill her enemies.


Spray 'em out, lay 'em out
She's going to shoot her enemies and leave them dead.


Ain't no surprise, come see me with four eyes, Young Grip I'm a prize, prepare for you demise
She's not afraid of anyone who wants to challenge her and is confident that she'll win.


Recognize I put a hole in the local aforenor, Nigga this is Coroner
She's so violent that she'll even kill someone who's trying to help her.


Gripsta, Oakland, California
This rapper is from Oakland, California and goes by the name Gripsta.


I only like my shit hardcore...
The song ends with a reminder that this rapper only likes intense, aggressive music.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ROBERT DAVIS, TARKAN BUECHNER, VINCENT STEIN

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