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RA The Rugged Man - Stanley Kubrick

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Yo, yo Greenberg, yo, feel that bassline Cap Yo, that's some, that's some like Space Odyssey shit Some Stanley Kubrick type shit, you know what I'm saying Dr. Strangelove, Lolita shit Full Metal Jacket baby Stanley Kubrick, Stanley Kubrick The track bouncy, nobody, get more rowdy Than Suffolk County, peace to Crackhead Crowley Honkey Thomas, Pat McLachlan, the whole crew Cap Marotta, what you gon' do? We roll through Fuck that, Big Irv the Midget Face drop 'em Bring 'em to the Port Jeff house, stay on top of 'em Nobody move this, I don't give a fuck, we untouched Strictly lust for paper and live life to bust nuts When God kill us, let's be realistic, we probably gon' be punished We fucking bitches by the hundreds Why me? Wanna fight me? Try me Why these people don't know me? Don't like me? Society, they wanna see me dead, I stick out You see me in the public, I probably pull my dick out Smack the fuck outta women, see me knock your bitch out Do something tough guy, who the fuck wan' die? Clash of the Titans, broken bottles, bar fighting Wanna battle, I'ma freestyle, you can start writing I can do that, tip the bouncers Make sure we get our gats in the club just in case there's action Everybody want it, try to take my title Let's see, left your chest messy, test me Stanley Kubrick, don't stress me R.A. the Rugged Man, remember the name, Rugged Man Ride with us Rugged-O the Bitch Beater Ride with us Suffolk County, Long Island Ride with us Dead broke black people Ride with us Dead broke white people Ride with us My man Smooth the Hustler Ride with us Rest in peace Jason Edmunds Ride with us Gordon Heights, Ghostland Ride with us Ayo the R to the A to the Rugged Now think about this, who diss us Suffolk County cops frisk us Their handcuffs never fit us Our wrists turn purple, that's why we act vicious Plus if we die tomorrow, won't nobody miss us Get half a page in The Source maybe If that, it's a whole town of people acting shady, where I live at We spit lyrically releasing, you don't stop Ain't nobody ceasing, 'til your heartbeat stop beating Bring it, you know where to find me Acting like you looking for me, you saw me, you walked right by me A true test, the Rugged Man, the true S The most violent, in the U.S., we see you stress So take it easy, fat man greasy, sloppy Peace to Kadafi, I'ma do this, they tried to stop me Way back in '94, you look into my future I'ma probably die poor, we proud to be the lowest, lowlife losers We flip your car over like Long Island steroid abusers When they boy raging, white boy caning Let me do some explaining, misbehaving Rugged Man, hairy fatslob unshaven The Ten Commandments we constantly disobeying Ride with us Dirty Crusty asses Ride with us The whole Infamous Mobb Ride with us My main man Akinyele Ride with us The whole white trash nation Ride with us All the Stony Brook kids Ride with us All the Port Jeff kids Ride with us My man F. Gazoochie Ride with us Capital the Crimelord Ride with us Big L the cop in the house Ride with us Sho' nuff Dave Greenberg Ride with us All the Starving Artists Ride with us All the Starving Artists Ride with us All the Starving Artists Ride with us Ride with us Ride with us Ride with us Ride with us Ride with us Ride with us Ride with us Ride with us Ride with us