R.A. The Rugged Man - Flipside lyrics

Yo, yo, they asked me where the f** I been for all this time I been f**in' poor out of my f**in' a** Eatin' f**in' sh**, f**in' ugly b**hes 'Cause everybody knows that pretty b**hes ain't down to f** nobody poor and sh** But that sh** don't even matter It's all about you f*ggot-a** motherf**in' rappers Thinkin' y'all dope, drivin' Lexuses and sh** like that "Every Record Label s**s Dick" But yo, yo, but but but you be s**in' on your record label's dick Word up! This is just a little somethin' For motherf**ers to let them know I didn't fall off the earth You know what I'm sayin'? At 5, 4, 3, 2 in the morning, losing my f**in' mind about to murder people (f** them motherf**ers) Yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out, yo yo yo yo yo, like this They snakes in this rap field, f** the fat deal Cap peeled, how does chokin' on the smoke from the gat feel? The Rugged Man, record label suicide, move aside (RA calm down) Who the f** you think you are? I smack that b**h who works the front desk That strictly be there for high school credit But s**s dicks of all the rap stars Put me behind bars, cause Mister A&R Man's Bout to get f**ed in his a**hole and brother I'm not even gay Shay, shay, shay! The president of the company Don't care if I'm dead or if I'm bleeding I'm not succeeding, they turned my mindstate into evil 'Cause I want everyone dead on this f**in' earth It really hurts, cause if music doesn't work I got nothing left to live for except dyin' in the poorhouse And b**hes hate my f**in' guts Those s*uts loved me more than Patrick Swayze When I had my steady income I need a spot that I can sin from Suicide, never, but I got plots of taking out the other people And I ain't doin' jail time, that sh** is wack Ain't no comin' back, once I lose control my sh** is finished So don't get in this, you record label people gonna die And your family gonna die too, motherf**ers! Hahahaha, yo, yo Yo, that's just a verse, one verse You can't buy this sh**, this sh** is not for sale That's for the real rap fans But see, real nowadays is just a f**in' gimmick anyway I'm keepin it real, I'm stayin' real, all this bullsh** Yo, yo, how the f** is you supposed to be real If you can't rap for real or can't flow for real? You got your hip-hop styles on and you readin' them f**in' rap magazines...