[Intro]
I'll never be a has-been, n***a
You know, Stretch Armstrong mixtapes
This is R.A. The Rugged Man
In case you didn't know, motherfucker
Yo, yo, yo
We smacking motherfuckers
We hardcore of these things, yo
Yo, you know I'm saying?
Yo, we gon' handle our shit
You know, check it out, yo
Check it out, yo
Yo, yo, check it out, yo, yo

[Verse]
Holding the mic, you freeze up, you're made Jamaican G's up
We smack wack emcees up, yo, ease up
Rubber room and bloody axe, the demo tape
And rip the twat, every record label suck dick, classic Rugged Man shit
We old school like Mantronix, we get hurt up, pull your skirt up like Onyx
Plus my lyrics are insulting like Ebonics
We grotesque like veins in your bitch breasts
Rugged Man cause mad stress like AIDS tests
My brain twitching, still get off pissing on bitches
Listen, so-called friends that I dissed, I'm glad I dissed 'em
How could I get the stress out my system?
Dirty, crusty asses, that's my motherfucking crew, I'mma die with 'em
You think you did 'em you bullshitting
Wack rappers under premises we ain't promitting, that's forbidden
Your DJ suck dick, how come his needle keep skipping?
Stony Brook kids, put those CD's of Gangsta Nip in
[Outro]
The Rugged Man, yo, The Rugged Man
Know I'm saying?
Yo, yo, yo
Stony Brook, Long Island
We ain't fucking around, yo
Yo, we tired of this bullshit
Tired of this underground title
We all underground emcees
How the fuck we gon' make this cheddar?
You know I'm saying?
I'm saying, I'm tired of eating bullshit
I'm tired
Yo, I'm tired of fucking ugly ass bitches
Cause I ain't got no loot in my pocket