PMD - "Rugged-N-Raw" Saturday Night Freestyle lyrics

My brother hit me with a kite and told me I was iLL Said your bars be helping my sentence we both got time to k**// You're Timeless but I'll b home soon Heard you getting busy 2015, but don't forget the old school// You gotta show dudes rules & regulations Like take these beats, and black out like segregation// This the occupation taught me to embrace the hatred So I come baring arms holding two straps like a mental patient// Got the mental patients of a Rubik's scrambler n***a Dance toe to toe with Satan I'm a life gambler n***a// Ballin' out now watch me handle you n***as Pop a rapper over hip hop's a crossover you can be hit records will break pull out my camera n***as I'm talking like I was Notorious So you can call me Christopher Walken The king...// A Queens baby Queens made me this mellow Found out the keys to life, some day's I lock myself in the ghetto I'm guilty// For being filthy with the script like XXX flicks The truck's moving diesel I'm driving without a vin// Keep some ice cubes to soothe my gla** of gin In the stu all I need is my crew then I begin// I mic checker like the 1st 3 Jordan's I'm retro I never let go the fact I couldn't afford em The reason that I grind is for my future The reason I still rhyme is cause' producers think I'm the rappin' Akuma// I'm in the building chillin I'm the super Cause' in this rotten apple I'm still mackin' like computers// Consuming more liquor than coolers Shorty grabs it lick it and cools it I stab it pound it and wound it Hide the package where her stool is// Since a school student I remained the truest Never back down it'll just be me give a f** who you dudes is// And even if I'm cool with you don't play me like I'm stupid I go crazier than you could, that's why I remain reclusive// When I'm around there's cupids heart eyes pop out her pupils Gotta love it when ELO come's around with new exclusives// Become a nuisance I chuck up the deuces Y'all couldn't hang with me if y'all had nooses I'm good Still kick the chair where you stood// Choke as I toke tip the tip of my blunt in the trey Drinking my juice in the hood, Feeling myself as I should// Been feeling like a Saturday Night... All day... We ain't even gotta go f*&^ with the club... Just kick back and chill... Just kick back and chill... Where ever we at... We can do it... We can do that shhh... We can do it... We ain't even gotta go F*&^ with the club We can do it... We can do that shhh... We can do it... X2