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gotcha, Rugged Man drop ya Ain't no peace here, there's beef here There ain't no man that we fear You got beef? We be here [Chorus] [R.A. the Rugged Man

R to tha A) Big rip the twat (I rip your cunts out with spoons) Down to the asshole (R to tha A) [R.A. the Rugged Man] (B-yeah to??) move it over, it

a big mouth, a big mouth You better watch your back The Rugged Man know where you live at [Chorus] When you see the Rugged Man comin "What you gon' do?" (R

[R.A. the Rugged Man] Yo, yo, they asked me where the fuck I been for all this time I been fuckin' poor out of my fuckin' ass Eatin' fuckin' shit, fuckin

One man's penalty's, is another man's boo-whore The label pun's ironic, courtesy of this sport Still can't stop a grown man, from pressing report A free

real baby Now we pack steel baby Am I crazy? Maybe I be R-u-g, g-e-d Hated like L-A, P-D Who we? Rugged Man plus Overdose producer Play us too close,

, man [J-Zone scratches] R.A He's rugged! Alright friends, on your feebles [R.A.- Verse One] Yo, see how they go, hip hop R-A-Hay-Ohh I'm a Special Ed

eaten? Super-freak hideous I went to school on the special-ed minibus Cant trust us- bust us- who rugged us? Adolf Agallah - R-A The Rugged Man (RA) We not like you other

Roosevelt I left New York, the city itself was stress depression High boots and urban beats, that wasn't my direction Producers filtering join in with R&B A