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The lyrics champion a deliberate embrace of a disheveled, unkempt aesthetic, flipping the script on traditional notions of being 'buff' or well-put-together. The central declaration, "Ruff's the new buff," is a defiant statement against the pressure to maintain a polished appearance. Instead, the narrator finds confidence in a state of casual neglect, where "hair looking like a mushroom puff" and a lack of grooming are badges of honor. This attitude extends to a disregard for conventional cleanliness, with mentions of not washing or brushing teeth, suggesting a rejection of societal norms in favor of a more primal, unbothered existence. The repeated phrase acts as a mantra, reinforcing this anti-establishment style. The core tension lies in the narrator's unapologetic embrace of his 'ruff' state while still attracting attention and success, particularly with women. Despite the explicit descriptions of BO, stinking of brandy, and general messiness, the narrator claims to "still give buff gyal leg drop" and have "cats dem calling." This paradox suggests a charisma or confidence that transcends physical presentation. The lyrics imply that authenticity, or perhaps a raw, untamed energy, is more appealing than superficial perfection. The boast about being able to "MC" and the implied sexual conquests further highlight this, positioning the 'ruff' persona as a source of power and allure. The most striking aspect of the craft is the juxtaposition of vulgarity and swagger. The narrator freely admits to being dirty, smelling bad, and engaging in crude behavior, yet frames it all within a confident, almost boastful, narrative. Phrases like "Hulk Hogan, I tear tops for the talking" and the raw descriptions of sexual encounters are delivered with a matter-of-fact tone that normalizes them. This directness, combined with the recurring motif of friends like Tre Mish and Faze also embodying this 'gruff' aesthetic and advising against "shape-up," creates a strong sense of camaraderie and shared identity around this anti-grooming ethos. It's a deliberate performance of imperfection. Ultimately, the effectiveness of these lyrics stems from their audacious rejection of mainstream beauty standards and their celebration of a raw, unapologetic self. The narrator doesn't just accept his flaws; he elevates them into a style statement. The constant repetition of "Ruff's the new buff" hammers home this message, making it feel like an anthem for anyone who feels out of step with conventional expectations. It's the confidence to be messy, to smell bad, and to still feel desirable that makes the narrative so compelling and distinct.

Merky ACE - Rap, UK

Ruff’s the New Buff

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[Chorus] Ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair And it's looking like a mushroom puff Tre Mish there and he's got that gruff Told Cadell forget the shape-up Yeah, ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair And it's looking like a mushroom puff Faze is there and he's got that gruff Told Saab forget the shape-up [Verse 1] Ruff's the new buff Don, I ain't baided all this week Only batty, balls, ain't even brush a man's teeth I've got all these Airwaves on me I've got all these Wrigley's on me I've got all these bad Bs on me Tizzy Gang's that dirt man team Ruff's the new buff, I don't care about my headtop Don, I'm out here tryna swerve them feds stop Still give buff gyal leg drop Steady got the cats dem calling Hulk Hogan, I tear tops for the talking You can smell of BO when a man walk in Mask that off with the Joop and cheese Circumcised so no wob cheese She's all on me 'cause I MC [Chorus] Ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair And it's looking like a mushroom puff Tre Mish there and he's got that gruff Told Cadell forget the shape-up Yeah, ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair And it's looking like a mushroom puff Faze is there and he's got that gruff Told Saab forget the shape-up [Verse 2] I'm on the frontline with my dreads looking scatty Man ah do road for the Ps, not a yatty Fuck a trim, I'm out here, head nappy Matter in my eye and my trousers low That's why my MJ says she can't stand me Come to your girl's house stinking of brandy I was tryna dig a girl's mout in Scala And I did draw one back from Plan B Said that she loves how a man ah spit angry Stinking of stanky Still looking buff 'cause the clothes dem suave Monday socks on a Thursday, darg Trap foot syndrome, man ah go hard All for the bands, I was selling that Balboa Dem man ain't on shit, they're some towel throwers We beat corn, that's why the gyal know us [Chorus] Ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair And it's looking like a mushroom puff Tre Mish there and he's got that gruff Told Cadell forget the shape-up Yeah, ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair And it's looking like a mushroom puff Faze is there and he's got that gruff- [Verse 3] I ain't really tryna look fresh, darg, I'm a mess Still up in Armani, stinking of cess Went and checked Uncle Sho and he's blessed Levi pockets all fat But the legs been sleep-pressed Don't care about the rest, Tizzy Gang be the best Still splash semen on a gyal's chest In East, then arch up a gyal in West Then I'm back in South Wash dutty wobbler in a gyal's mouth Gyal know I'm dirty, know that I'm about Rest my head with the ting, that's qway out With a Q of dope and a stout Little nigga shouldn't open his mouth When it's war season, you know that I'm about Cuh ruff's the new buff, give a fuck about a spouse I'm rough [Chorus] Ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair And it's looking like a mushroom puff Tre Mish there and he's got that gruff Told Cadell forget the shape-up Yeah, ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair And it's looking like a mushroom puff Faze is there and he's got that gruff Told Saab forget the shape-up

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Writers: Merky ACE

Ruff’s the New Buff

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