[Intro: Evil Dee]
(Yes yes y'all, yeah yeah y'all, yes to the yeah y'all, yes yes yeah y'all yeah)
Word up, R.A., Rock on!
(Yeah y'all, yes yes y'all, yeah y'all yes y'all, yeah yeah yes y'all)
[Hook 1: R.A. the Rugged Man (Agallah)]
We not like you other MC's
(Riding fake props)
I'll be in this rap sh** till my f**ing heart stops
[Hook 2: R.A. the Rugged Man {Agallah}]
(We not like you other MC's)
Riding fake props (Evil Dee is on the mix, c'mon kick it!)
(Acting hard but you front in front of the cops)
[Verse 1: Agallah]
Karate flick co-starring Agallah and, me and you street sparring
Yo son what about Sharon
I'm in the mansion sipping Dom with Wong from Hong Kong
We smoking f**ing hydro out the bong
You telling me Adolf the Assa**inator "you the don"
Don what n***a, that's that old funny sh**
Yo we got the information, yo where the money kid?
f**ing up ya generation like the mob
I'm on my job, yo Brooklyn New York street heart throb
Knock you out till your f**ing face blob
8-Off the Assa**inator, yo kid we hard
Yo smack you on some barbecue lard
Yo kid, yo n***as is hungry you god!
Yo, I know what time it is like clap and flash and shaft
Sit down with my n***as, smoke weed, watch a video and laugh
Yo, smacking b**hes on the a**
Yo, anymore weed to pa**?
That's the next question, the next suggestion
It's where your rhyme profession, sinking down the drain
Yo f** his name, f** the game
8-Off the Assa**inator shooting like the flamethrower
Yo God, split the seas like Noah, or should I say Moses
Everything is not f**ing dandelions and roses
Supposed to fold us, n***as chose us to rock us
8-Off the, stop us, see our dime droppers
n***as with the sh** poppers, I'm on some high school sh**
Running through the f**ing hall ripping open n***as lockers
Seeing if they stole my rhymes
Yo kid I'm giving n***as one more chance, one more time to enhance
Yo kid I seen a glance of a cat trying to steal my rap
All them n***as deserve is a smack
Adolf the, I don't like that
You a baby need to feed similac, yo god, how about that?
I seen you doubt that raw route that
Yo Adolf the, how you being to me?
Yo you need to wake up smelling the coffee
[Hook 1]
[Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Cause we complain daily, cursed with all types of bad lucks
It's common sense, "everybody's life s**s"
Don't you know that? I knew this, my whole life
The anglo-saxon, Caucasian, low life
The no money broke life, the subway cup holders
Street corners, constantly look over you shoulders
It's official, we dirty crusty, till d**h do us, or does us
It's a shame ain't nobody love us
Plus understand this Rugged Man be who the man is
I'm trying to piss on white b**hes, trying to act like they Spanish
My two fists light you, if I fight you, I bite you
Like Mike Tyson, we street-fighting
The money, p**y, plus the glamour, none of it's exciting
I'm sick of living, I stay depressed make me wanna give in
(Make me wanna give in, make me wanna give in, make me wanna give in)
I'm not gonna be able to do this sh** y'all
Suffolk County that's the place we live
Exit 6-2 crazy a** Stonybrook kids
Vinnie Baretta Human Beatbox Bum, who be the sickest?
Nobody sicker, your click's thick but mine's thicker
I rock wit ya, who iller? You outta place
Got big balls whip the dick out, f** you in your face
The beautiful, the rap leader, the lack of cash dreamer
The 450 lb fat b**h a**-eater
Yo ask MC Hammer if he seen her
I need a freak like Adina, yo Agallah bring the heater
They biting styles like mosquita
But f** them I stay creeping, which b**h wanna get they p**y eaten?
Super-freak hideous
I went to school on the special ED minibus
Can't trust us, bust us, who rugged? Us
Adolf Agallah, R.A. the Rugged Man
[Hook 1 x2]
[Hook 2 x2]
[Outro: Evil Dee]
Word up, know what I'm saying, Evil Dee in your area
If you listening on ca**ette, you better turn that motherf**er over
If you got a CD, let that motherf**er play
Cause we going on to the next side