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They used to call me Bobo, man
J-Zone scratches
R.A
He's rugged!
Alright friends, on your feebles
R.A.- Verse One
Yo, see how they go, hip hop R-A-Hay-Ohh
I'm a Special Ed. student, with an A+ flow
Used to call me Bobo, Buzzbee Burbley
Bronson, ?, Disco Derby
I'm a modern day Ozzy Osbourne
Bitin bats heads off and bustin nuts in your pop corn
Wonderin how this ugly motherfker got on
The whole white trash nation, rock rock on
Now wait a minute, let's bring it back a little bit
When you first started rappin, you was all on my d*ck
Yeah, you went multiplatinum, but you bit my s**t
What you rappin is my life, you ain't live that s**t
See all the others say I'm twisted, and I'm over the edge
I'ma whole crew they stay ? off, and stick in their heads
Sledgehammer, break pay phones, still calling
Stay out the trouble, stay home, Rugged Man, J-Zone
Chorus-R.A. sings
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
It's time for a showdown, between you and I
You might not wanna be about me cause the s**t's bout to get rawdy cause we brawl
If we gonna do war, fk 'em up fat
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
Come on sucker, let's get on
You might not wanna be about me cause the s**t's bout to get rawdy cause we brawl
?? fkin for troubles, cause we're gonna give it to ya
R.A.- Verse Two
The way we recreate s**t,Rugged Man
We don't make hits, we stay broke, sleep, fk gals and take (Ah-Ah)
And roll with the real life wh*res that appreciate d*cks
fk they a**hole, d*ck full of s**t, taste b*tch
It's easy to criticize me for being so vowel
It's worst when you lookin down a shotgun bubble (BANG!)
They say, "Rugged Man, he can't keep no deal
His mental, I like the way being broke feel"
I'm at the homeless shelter, for nigling three meals
I'm like Buster Keaton, N.W.C. fields
I'ma die broke, no success
When I'll, die I'll chocked up, jerkin off like Inxs
Now wait, this is the place where stars are born
Strictly business, too potholes in my lawn
Uzi weights a ton, public enemy #1
Don't you dare sleep on the spot that we come from
Chorus-R.A. sings
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
It's time for a showdown, between you and I
You might not wanna be about me cause the s**t's bout to get rawdy cause we brawl
If we gonna do war, fk 'em up fat
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
Come on sucker, let's get on
You might not wanna be about me cause the s**t's bout to get rawdy cause we brawl
?? fkin for troubles, cause we're gonna give it to ya
R.A.- Verse Three
Yeah, it's true motherfkers, I'm alive and s**t
The mainstream motherfkers, tryin' to hide my s**t
You hate a man's rap flow, I invented that s**t
You see hoes on stage show, I invented that s**t
They say I could have been, but I never been
That's bulls**t, I'm a underground rap letterin
I'm like get-get-get-get,get off my d*ck
I'm the wrong kid you don't wanna fk with
Call me Big Dog, Mr. Crustified Dibbs
When I think to all the devious things I did
This is a hold up, catch your as* all ? up
b*tch drink cum, when this fat fk roll up
Yeah, six million ways to die, choose one
True hoodlum, true ?, I'm the sequel
fk Mandingo, you can call me drum
Stupid dumb, Long Island hoodlum
Chorus-R.A. sings
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
It's time for a showdown, between you and I
You might not wanna be about me cause the s**t's bout to get rawdy cause we brawl
If we gonna do war, fk 'em up fat
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
Come on sucker, let's get on
You might not wanna be about me cause the s**t's bout to get rawdy cause we brawl
?? fkin for troubles, cause we're gonna give it to ya
scratches
R.A
He's, He's rugged
fk 'em up fat