[Intro: R.A. The Rugged Man]
I just threw up my pork rinds
It's the R.A. the motherfuckin' Rugged Guy
Crustified Dibbs, nineteen ninety-four
Jive Records coming thru, Night of the Bloody Apes
Check it out, I'mma sing something like, awww baby now
[Chorus: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Awww baby, awww baby, awww baby now (x4)
[Verse 1: R.A. The Rugged Man]
I know why, never wonder why I never understand why?
Do or die who the fuck am I? (Rugged Man!)
Horror flicks are molded scripts this is the real shit
And it's not candy coated 'cuz I'm helplessly devoted
So whatchu gonna say about that
It wasn't down from the get-go so back the fuck up, bro
Sometimes I'll make ya microphone the deadliest they go and fed me this
They had to tell me thus I know that shit already
Overthrow that bitch who tried to steal my 10 G's
With a sexual disease so bitch get on ya knees
You don't even try to play doe
'Cuz I'ma turn ya bodies into fried green tomatoes
That's the problem with (?) when I can't stop them
The people rob them so by the sense I ain't got no friends
I'm more than opposite, why?
People never understand what I'm about the dirty crusty asses motto
But I give two shits about the old timers
Senior citizens disrespecting me with Alzheimers
The R.A., that's my name, what's my name?
I be the R, R, R, R, The R.A
You faggot, you wanna be my manager
But I just don't think not qualified to roll with the Crustified
Oh baby now, bullshit this, fuck friendship
Which my (?) goes but die upon the road
Huaaaaa-hoo I ain't got no friends
I don't tryna help me out because I don't need anyone
I just threw up my pork rinds
It's the R.A. the motherfuckin' Rugged Guy
Crustified Dibbs, nineteen ninety-four
Jive Records coming thru, Night of the Bloody Apes
Check it out, I'mma sing something like, awww baby now
[Chorus: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Awww baby, awww baby, awww baby now (x4)
[Verse 1: R.A. The Rugged Man]
I know why, never wonder why I never understand why?
Do or die who the fuck am I? (Rugged Man!)
Horror flicks are molded scripts this is the real shit
And it's not candy coated 'cuz I'm helplessly devoted
So whatchu gonna say about that
It wasn't down from the get-go so back the fuck up, bro
Sometimes I'll make ya microphone the deadliest they go and fed me this
They had to tell me thus I know that shit already
Overthrow that bitch who tried to steal my 10 G's
With a sexual disease so bitch get on ya knees
You don't even try to play doe
'Cuz I'ma turn ya bodies into fried green tomatoes
That's the problem with (?) when I can't stop them
The people rob them so by the sense I ain't got no friends
I'm more than opposite, why?
People never understand what I'm about the dirty crusty asses motto
But I give two shits about the old timers
Senior citizens disrespecting me with Alzheimers
The R.A., that's my name, what's my name?
I be the R, R, R, R, The R.A
You faggot, you wanna be my manager
But I just don't think not qualified to roll with the Crustified
Oh baby now, bullshit this, fuck friendship
Which my (?) goes but die upon the road
Huaaaaa-hoo I ain't got no friends
I don't tryna help me out because I don't need anyone
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