Brawl

[Intro] They used to call me Bobo R.A He's rugged Alright friends, on your feebles [Verse 1] Yo, see how they go, hip hop R.A., hey oh I'm a special ED student, with an A+ flow Used to call me Bobo, Busby Berkeley Bronson, Paul Kersey, Disco Derby I'm a modern day Ozzy Osbourne Biting bats heads off and busting nuts in your popcorn Wonderingg how this ugly motherfucker 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 rapping, you was all on my dick Yeah, you went multiplatinum, but you bit my shit What you rapping is my life, you ain't live that shit See all the others say I'm twisted, and I'm over the edge And my whole crew they say is all sick in they heads Sledgehammer, break pay phones, still calling Stay out the trouble, stay home, Rugged Man, J-Zone [Hook] 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 shit bout to get rowdy cause we brawl (If we gonna do war, fuck '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 shit bout to get rowdy cause we brawl (Good thing you're looking for trouble, cause we're gonna give it to you) [Verse 2] The way we recreate shit, Rugged Man We don't make hits, we stay broke, sleep, fuck sluts and take shits (Uh-Uh) And roll with the real life whores that appreciate dicks Fuck they asshole, dick full of shit, taste bitch It's easy to criticize me for being so foul It's worse when you looking down a shotgun barrell (BANG!) They say, "Rugged Man, he can't keep no deal" It's mental, I like the way being broke feel I'm at the homeless shelter, finagling free meals I'm like Buster Keaton and W.C. Fields I'mma die broke, no success When I'll, die I'll be choked up, jerking off like INXS Now wait, this is the place where stars are born Strictly business, too potholes in my lawn Uzi weighs a ton, public enemy number one Don't you dare sleep on the spot that we come from [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah, it's true motherfuckers, I'm alive and shit The mainstream motherfuckers, trying to hide my shit You hear your man's rap flow? I invented that shit You see his whole stage show? I invented that shit They say I could have been, but I never been That's bullshit, I'm a underground rap veteran I'm like get-get-get-get, get off my dick I'm the wrong kid you don't wanna fuck with Call me Big Dog, Mr. Crustified Dibbs When I think to all the devious things I did This is a hold up, get your asshole to' up Bitch drink cum, when this fat fuck roll up Yeah, six million ways to die, choose one True hood one, two tons, I'm the sequel Fuck Mandingo, you can call me Drum Stupid dumb, Long Island hoodlum [Hook] [Outro] R.A He's, he's rugged Fuck 'em up fat