Lyrics Toe To Toe - Cuban Link

Let's go toe to toe
Any stupid ass can blast a foe
And let me know who man enough to go toe to toe
Somebody let me know
Who's not afraid to go blow for blow
And show how real niggas really roll

Yo, niggas know not to front
I can knock a chump out the box
And just stomp, fuck a Glock or pump
So pop the trunk, and grab your thirty eight
Ill snap your fucking vertebrae
And match your early date, to the pearly gates
My murder rate is phenomenal
What I'mma do, is crush your abdominals
Save the talk for Donahue, this I promise you
Big Punisher gotta keep it real
A Puerto Rock gorilla, blowing spots like Godzilla
A crowd thrilla', in the rap arena, the bob jab weaver
That keeps niggas on their toes like ballerinas

I'll bag ya team up, in a hundred heftys
If you want it, come and test me
Son, forget the guns, and knuckle up against me
I'll fuck you up like Dempsey but without the gloves
Spit out the double edge and wet ya motherfucking mug
With blood, I'm rough and rugged, I shine like a nugget
I'm the last motherfucker that you ever wanna fuck wit
Up it, or get stuck by the Cuban Link
I do my thing, bringing it back and forth like a boomerang
You can't hang, so think again before you start rapping
We make it happen, two Latin thugs too tough to flatten

Fuck the clappin', lets get to scrappin', grapplin' on the floor
Niggas thinking they hardcore, till I lock the door
Figure four, break ya ankles, shank ya face, make you scream thank you
Hang you off the roof naked just to make an example
Handle ya business, in this game, there ain't too many winners
Any nigga can render your existence, if his aim is better
Hold ya fort down, with or without the four pound
New York's down for whatever, what up twin

I never back down, I hold my ground and pound a body
Like Muhammad Ali, Papi we can lock up in the lobby
I be, bobbin and weaving, leaving niggas out of breath
Then I dig in they chest, with my five fingers of death
TS bringing it live from the boogie, my crew be too deep
Our biggest pussy, will make sushi outta your suzuki
So for the rookies, who be talking in riddles
How many hits it'll take, before I break through your middle

You too little, I'm cock diesel with evil intent
Leave you with dents, bent over fetal, while your people repent
Set it, lets get it on, like Marvin I'm starving to fight
Gem starring em slice, like an orator carve with a knife
I'm deadly, niggas already dread me in every scary area
Beware of the jaw burier, big dog's the terrier
Tearing the ears off of artists, that's mostly cartilage
No bullshitting, you rip 'em right off, just pull em hard enough
Rolling with us, you must be ready for death
Hit you with so many rights, you going beg for a left

Let's go toe to toe
Any stupid ass can blast a foe
And let me know who man enough to go toe to toe
Somebody let me know
Who's not afraid to go blow for blow
And show how real niggas really roll