| Aw shit, one two — yo
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| Yo back up, nigga, back up — yo
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| The one in particular bringing the funk in the flavor the way that I rhyme
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| And I run a perimeter, speaking it funny, I’m beatin' 'em dumb, and I’m takin'
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| their life
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| And I be the one to beat 'em in a game of Scrabble, wonder why they thinking
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| that I’m ever so nice
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| And I be the one to never get caught up in a scandal, 'cause you know the FRO
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| just so precise
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| And what I be doing impossible, I’ma abolish like all of 'em when the button is
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| pressed
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| I give it the throttle, and all of you will not see tomorrow when it’s sudden
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| death
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| I be the one to give it all I got, I run it up into a speed to anybody tryna
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| copy, gettin' smacked
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| And then I’m ready for the battle, any moment, any minute
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| I’ma turn into a killer any second, I’ma snap
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| And I’ma get into a mood, and everybody better stay away or move
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| 'Cause anybody getting caught up in the show
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| And then I hit 'em with a strike, and then they bleeding on the floor
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| And then they gotta be aware that they was fuckin' with the FRO
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| And any minute I’m ready, spittin' the heavy and I’m deadly
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| I’m jetting, and I’ma make it on a setting of fast flow
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| Sending a lyrical melody, giving it a felony
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| Fuck is you telling me? |
| You better take your rap notes!
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| I’m gonna give it some breath from all of my rhyming and codes
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| I’m gonna give it some rest, but I deliver my best, time to let it be told
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| When I be spitting my best, I’m in an intricate zone
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| When I belittle your set, putting your riddle to rest
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| You’re not defying my flow
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| Yo, Long as I’m living, never be the end of the era, came with the vendetta
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| We keeping it 80s, I’m tougher than leather
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| The ladies are loving me, bigger and deffer
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| Like Peter the Piper, been picking the pepper
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| I get it to give it a cervical injury
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| Kickin' the walls when I lived in the uterus
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| Fetus removing and doin' the stewardess
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| The Cooker, The Butcher, Vanilla Magilla Gorilla the villain the criminal killa'
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| Attila the Hun with the gun, the menace to the public
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| I’ll pummel a puppet, political pundit
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| The better the battle, the inability to meddle with the better veteran
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| The heroin, the medicine, the venom with the menacing
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| A regiment of better men, they better get 'em in the tenement
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| I hit 'em in the head again
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| And Lennon with the Beatles singing 'Let it be', the legacy
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| The enemy to 'live a little', bit and when I hit 'em
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| With the minigun: the penalty to get them beheaded
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| The son of zebedee with the negative energy identity
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| They wanna get rid of us, I get it keeping it coming, the vigilante
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| Get it the medical, the beat’ll be drumming
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| Gimme the record, the sicker the wigga deliver the gunnin, militant in the
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| beginning with the military bucking
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| Did a SHINING, THE KILLING the kid’ll be another Kubrick
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| And he givin' the KILLER the Kiss, diggin' the dick in the ditch
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| Livin' to resist, it a be a liberty, a genie givin' it a wish
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| Fuck the gibberish gibbery fast rappin' too quick
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| What happened to the boom bip, what you think you a Fu-Schnick?
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| You in the ocean with sharks, I’m Moses closing ocean parts
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| I’ll burn you like Joan of Arcs, I sit you down like Rosa Parks
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| Gotta be dope-dope
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| Afro
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| Gotta be dope-d-d-d-d-d-dope
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| All Flows Reach Out
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| This is Rugged man himself y’all, R. A the Rugged Man
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| Got-got-got-gotta be dope-dope
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| Ja--Ja-Ja-Jazzy Jeff on the cut
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| And I’m R.A. |
| The Rugged Man mixed with Sean Price
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| GZA, mix Rakim, Kane, Pharoahe Monch, I bomb mics
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| Puba, Sadat, Jamar, Tip, Ali and Phife
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| Naughty By Nature, Treach, Chip Fu, Chubb in each line
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| I’m G Rap in his prime, with each track devoured
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| So ease back when I rhyme or be blasted coward
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| He ready to get in the brawlin' and boxin', I’m calling the shots as top MC
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| And up on this beat, it’s R and FRO, we Rocky and Apollo Creed!
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| The lyrical attack in the Attica prison
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| Genetics, eugenics, a Gattaca vision
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| A Hindu Ramanujan, mathematician
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| I’m cooking the heat up, I’m back in the kitchen
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| I’m Super Lover Cee, Steady B, Heavy D
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| Like the MCs Schoolly D, and Just Ice, and Ice-T
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| The illa' tomorrow Gonzalo Pizarro
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| No beg or borrow, the gold, El Dorado
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| Dillinger in Chicago, the Kilimanjaro
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| The Mister Mxyzptlk, the villain Bizarro
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| The high octane, the rain of Mozart brain
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| The end game of Sharpe pain, the pen game of Mark Twain
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| Go
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| This is the Rugged Man-Rugged Man
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| Gotta be dope
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| Th-th-th-th-th-th-this is the Rugged Man-Rugged Man
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| Jazzy Jeff on the cut-cut
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| This is the Rugged Man-Rugged Man
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| Gotta be dope
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| This is Rugged man himself y’all, R. A the Rugged Man
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| Got-gotta-gotta be dope-dope-dope-dope-dope |