L.I.'s Finest - R.A. The Rugged Man

No mistakes what you listening to

You listening to one of the all time greats

These are the breaks like Kurtis

Never heard this the way we disturbingly word shit

My dick spit flames, bitch, try not to get burned, bitch

I’m the master, the kingpin, do my thing, ring king

Put your gloves on, it’s round 1, ding ding

Some of our G.O.A.T.'s passed on

Some of our illest lyricists sold out, they suck now, they’re gone

Rugged Man, mamas keep your daughters away from his broke ass

No cash, looking for a place to crash

He just a dick-swinging dirt-bag, no class

Only fuck little, skinny, white bitches with no ass

The underground kill shit, my clique Paz, Killah Priest

Masta Killa, Kool G Rap, sick, lyrical beasts

Timbo King, Hell Razah, Tragedy Khadafi

And of course R.A.

The Rugged Man, you can’t forget about me

Big guns, hold up’s, it’s L.I.'s finest

Ten hut, uppercut, bow down to your highness

The legendary rhymer, howdy ha

Yeah, he walk through fire, la di da

''Oh, who’s that guy?

He’s so fly''

That’s what all my fat girls tell me, miss you, baby, love you, bye bye

Pretty bitches mostly hate me wishing I die

Oh wait, that was the past, bitches love me now

I don’t know why they thinking they getting with a rap star

Handsome heartthrob, in reality they sucking the dick of a fat slob

I’m a star in the hood these days like Black Rob

My childhood fucked me up for real, I’m really that scarred

Let’s get ready to rumble like Michael Buffer

You sold out, I saw what you did last summer

I’m a foul motherfucker like old school Slick Rick

With your wrinkled pussy I can’t be your lover

This boom bip boom bap true funk

I’m from New York City, I do not get crunk

I’m so damn talented, I’m so damn gifted

I’m the Grand Puba, the Grandmaster, the Grand Wizard