R.A. The Rugged Man - Bloody Axe lyrics

[Chorus X4] (Metal axe) (I can chop into your body) I swing it to the left and I swing it to the right (chop) [Verse 1: Crustified Dibbs] Now bust it, I got a bloody axe let's discuss it It's bloody, my bloody axe is my best buddy I swing it to the left and I swing it to the right (chop) Off goes your head, now you still wanna fight? I'm the ruggedest, hit you with the raredest Why you wanna diss? You might get the (Uhh, uhh) fist To the ribs, [?] It's the underground crust bound Crustified Dibbs To the jaw, crack, Sugar Bob dig ‘em smack Now you know what's up black And why you gonna try to make me stress When you know I got the high blood pressure And I might make a mess of you Sticks and stones get the dick, I break bones Microphones, my a** crack is hanging out like Barry Holmes I'm more crusty than Krusty the Clown And I can sing (Mruh, haa) like James Brown So don't, no, never try, never try to get (BLAOW!) What's my name? R to the A, (Oh, that Rugged Guy) I like to battle with my raps (What if you lose?) Then I battle with my motherf**ing bloody axe [Chorus X4] [verse 2] Now you can buck shots with your gats, but I got a bloody axe To the dome, now I remember A friend of mine said that [?] I'm not your average motherhumper but I never play pretend I got the crust, I bust dirty dishes Doctor give 'em stitches I hit 'em getting puss from all you b**hes Not a wine-o My white a** is white like an albino I'd beat down Luke Perry if I ever went to 9-0 [?] Beverly Hills, your mama's on my dillz Knick-knocking boots with my balls and my dingeling I'm not Steven King 'coz my axe does the murdering So give me props b**h my testicles are bendable I'm so unforgettable (what happened to that A&R man that dissed? arghhh) I had to snuff him (this tape s**s) oh yo, you think I'm bluffing? I axe the blood clots, I influence the dots [?] eating pork chops grabbing on their crotch So watch, I'm the greatest, and that's just the facts (What if they don't believe?) I get my motherf**ing bloody axe [Chorus X4] [verse 3] Now one to the check it I wreck shop I never got dropped and I never got stopped [?] got a hunch I'm down with the hookers and the stunts You're whipping down my baby in about nine months I got no gat, but still don't mess around 'coz I got the devils hound down in my dog pound I pop sh** like the cesspool Number two stool act a fool and an axe is my tool (Stick up punks) I'm breaking necks and backs I bring a bloody axe to the court when they make me pay my tax They think I'm crazy, yo I'm sending bodies to their graves I'm the proof to the theory that white men come from caves (ahhööuh ahourrh blouwrfg) so f** being civilized That's what I realized (rap guy) You can shut the f** up I put a booger in your eye Take a sh** on your kitchen table as I make your kids cry Take your wife to the bedroom A-boom boom mami mami grab a piece of this salami I like to battle with my raps (What if you lose?) then I battle with my motherf**ing bloody axe [Chorus: (repeat x4)] [Outro: Crustified Dibbs] Yo, yo, yo This R.A R.A. the Rugged Man, Crustified [?] haha hrouh Yo, my balls are bigger, don't f** around wauuh rlauughft (metal axe) (metal axe) (I can chop into your body)