Stretch Armstrong Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
I'll never be a has-been, n*gga
You know, Stretch Armstrong mixtapes
This is R.A. The Rugged Man
In case you didn't know, motherf*cker
Yo, yo, yo
We smacking motherf*ckers
We hardcore of these things, yo
Yo, you know I'm saying?
Yo, we gon' handle our sh*t
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 di*k, classic Rugged Man sh*t
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 b*tch breasts
Rugged Man cause mad stress like AIDS tests
My brain twitching, still get off p*ssing on b*tches
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 motherf*cking crew, I'mma die with 'em
You think you did 'em you bullsh*tting
Wack rappers under premises we ain't promitting, that's forbidden
Your DJ suck di*k, 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 f*cking around, yo
Yo, we tired of this bullsh*t
Tired of this underground title
We all underground emcees
How the f*ck we gon' make this cheddar?
You know I'm saying?
I'm saying, I'm tired of eating bullsh*t
I'm tired
Yo, I'm tired of f*cking ugly ass b*tches
Cause I ain't got no loot in my pocket