4 Days in Cali

[Verse 1: R.A. The Rugged Man] Everybody says that my mind's twisted Plus when I'm homeless my phone number's unlisted I ate your bitch pussy till my tongue blistered John L. Sullivan, street fighting, bare fisted My four days in California, we gotta warn ya Smack cats that don't like rap like Time Warners Straight up sinners, break Ten Commandments Fornicators, God probably hate us R.A. the Rugged Man out in Cali, that's the latest Why the fuck bitches don't date us? Who give a fuck, we pay for it You want mercy? Ask Marvin Gaye for it My head turns grey for it, I make my own way for it Now why they want me dead? I'm to get bloodshed You remember? Get it to ya head Caucasian like all serial killers, Dirty Crusty That's the click, certified bloodspillers, motherfuckers We backstabbers like OJs, man, go get this money back like my old days Hopefully, they got dope for me out in Cali Let's see any MC flow for me Artifficial, smack you up with the pistol Let me see what this do, ain't nobody miss you Sing it [Hook x2] Think again, dead man never blink again (Think again, dead man never blink again) Your heart stop, never beat again Think about that till we meet again, 'gain [Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man] I be the rugged fly guy, the do or die guy I be like Guy saying "Bye Bye", keep on to my eye They wanna stop me, blast my chest You might have seen me on the Channel 5 loose, wearing my bulletproof vest Plus my pockets forever carry lead RA the Rugged Man aka Larry Flynt, aka Larry Holmes Peep the reach, it must be 81 inches White like picket fences, some find us offensive Your rap style's not impressive, knock you out senseless Death Wish, Vigilante, Bronson, Paul Kersey Re-endorse me, who cursed me? J.D. Walker, fat bitch stalker, awkward Out in Cali, or peep this New Yorker Torture chamber, we pull out the flamer Gon' be slayer for real, fuck being a player [Hook x2] [Verse 3: R.A. The Rugged Man] Now what the deal baby? Keep it real baby Now we pack steel baby, am I crazy? Maybe I be R-U-G, G-E-D Hated like L-A, P-D Who we? Rugged Man plus Overdose producer Play us too close, we shoot ya, that's right Now who wanna die like Princess? Why you fuck with my family, like incest? 1998, annual sinfest Lyrically there's not too many been blessed I'm a sinner, but everybody's sinning, ain't no pretending I'm cursed, but we've been cursed since the beginning [Hook x2]