[Intro]
Yeah baby, it's Phil Cassesse; we're back live on Night Talk
Talking about dirtbag derelict R.A The Rugged Man
For the love of God somebody put a stop to this guy!

[Chorus: Eamon, Irish Steve and Timbo King]
Fast cash, filthy nights
The grimy, grungy ways
Blowjobs and startin' fights
Them dirty, crusty days
It's all good in paradise
Awoo woo woo woo!

[Verse 1: R.A.]
I was born to be the best to flow ever
I knew it before I hit puberty back when I was bumpin' Go Stetsa
I was hateful, I'd punch you in the face for sayin' hi to me
But today I try to chill out and not react so violently
People ask is it possible to be positive when most your life
You was the opposite, could a negative pessimist be an optimist?
Known for being fat, being crazy and always cursin'
That was just my reputation, I was even worse in person
Robbin' schemin' and scammin' and rootin' and tootin' and shootin'
Peace to me was an illusion, beefin' was my only solution
I was banned from performing at mad places
I was known for leavin' them bleedin'
And breaking bottles on fans' faces
Self-depracatin' unsavory, I needed medication majorly
I was sinking in moral degradation and depravity
Addicted to hookers I was an animal wreckin' shit
The amount of pussy I paid for I probably could have fixed the national deficit
I was fist fightin' fans in mosh pits
Busy beating people unconscious with speakers
Instead of making pop hits
My life!
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