Toolbox Murderer R.A. The Rugged Man

[Intro: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Crustified Dibbs, R.A. the Rugged Man
Night Of The Bloody Apes!
Yo, all this horror bullshit is for fuckin' faggots!
I started it, now I'm gonna end it!

[Interlude 1: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Rarraghrr!
(What the fuck is wrong with you, basketcase motherfucker?!!)
Are you talking to me?! (Get off me!)
I'll kill you with my goddamn drill, uhhh!

[Verse 1: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Let me tell you about my toolbox, that's right
I be toolbox murderer (Toolbox murderer!)
Rugged, Rugged Man, Rugged Man, I be the man
To hold the microphone, decapitated skulls in my other hand
Maybe the rough guy, tough guy
Yo, we're rough guy, pucker and kiss your ass goodbye
'Cuz I'm gonna make 'em die, soldiers, let me at 'em
Move out the way, mad dog, (?) so I don't get 'em
I got my blowtorch flame to your frame 'til it sizzle
I got my ice pick and my chisel
I'll make ya blood drizzle, think I'm sick?
Yo, I'm sick, but to match me
Rugged, you have known where my (?) be
You can run, you can run from blocks, and blocks, and blocks
Motherfuckers feel it from the toolbox