R.A. The Rugged Man - Toca Tuesdays Freestyle lyrics

Stealing your beat, never clearing no sampling Panhandling, I'm despicable murderer like Bloody Bill Anderson I spent my rent on hookers and gambling Vanglorious, I'm Professor X, Brother J, yeah I'm X-Clanning 'em The Reaper hanging out on my block, begging to pay me a visit Sometimes d**h be on my front door like, "Knock knock, who is it?" Quotable in my rhyme book, nobody lyrics is harder Even if my penmanship look like a retarded kindergartener You could feel the negativity surrounding my aura Touring the world, turning cities into Sodom Gomorrah I'mma smack ya and torture ya I'mma smack any fan that's supporting ya I'mma smack your engineer for recording ya It's true I'm alive, I ain't die yet I'm old school -- I say sh** like 'bust it' and 'get busy' and 'alright, bet' No I'm not sensitive and I'm not emo But I'm flyer than the flys on the corpse of Rudolph Valentino Everything I spit is rough and rugged I got female groupies could rip you in a battle just because my dick touched it