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[Chorus] [R.A. the Rugged Man] I'm a dip-dip diverse, socializer I'm a hoof flat top rule, in eighty niner They say Rugged, by now, you should of at least blown It's funny, I'm mad famous for being unknown I'm just a dirty motherfucker, they hate my guts All I talk about is bitches, and bustin' nuts Yeah, I got a foul mouth, yeah, I cuss too much I'm just so Ricky Ricardo, ri-di-cu-lous And I ain't got no fly whip, I still ride the bus I got Mitch Blood Green on the scene with us Hospitable, hitable, cooler, than Jacob who criminal Miracle, lyrical, take every syllable literal Little riddle, profitable, visible, iritibal Little brittle, pitiful, for so through little, you tickle, you typical Yeah, I talk shit, I'm cocky with it It's hard for you to admit it, but I'm one of the best in it [Chorus] [Killah Priest] My mind is haunted, filled with the extension of slaves that's torment Slow down my steps, one foot from the grave to con it Our young black males, they lick pon gate Son of the morning, roasted souls, tell Minister "come pray" It's gun trade inside of smokey apartments Flow process, one nine, two tech, four revolvers Coke overballing kettels, it's like we struck oil in the ghetto's We supply it to addict's, the devil work He practice, he's like a search backwards Til they throw that dirt in our casket, and that's it I live where the fiends are nothin', just a scene of the projects, similar to Osama's An old man, at the top of the stairs, he just stare