Every Record Label Sux Dikk Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro]
Yo yo, they asked me where the f*ck I've been for this time
I've been poor out of my f*cking ass
Eating f*cking sh*t f*cking ugly b*tches
Everybody knows that pretty b*tches ain't down the f*ck nobody warming sh*t
But that sh*t don't even matter
It's all about you faggot ass motherf*cking rapid sticking out don't drive and Lexus is and sh*t like yet and
Every record label sucks di*k
But yo, yo, but, but, but you'll be sucking on your record label di*k
Word up, just a little something for
Motherf*ckers [?] fall off the Earth
You know what I'm sayin'?
[?] in the morning losing my f*cking mind about the murder people
Yo yo yo yo, check it out, yo yo yo yo

[Verse 1]
Say snakes in this rap feel f*ck the fat do ya
Feel how they're choking on the smoke from the gas fuel
The Rugged Man record label suicide
Move aside (Man, calm down)
Who the f*ck you think you are?
I smack that b*tch who works the front desk at strictly
Be there for high school credit but sucks picks of all the rap stars
Will be behind bars, 'cuz Mr. Elliot our beds
'Bout to get f*cked in his as*h*le and brother I'm not even gay
Shame, shame, shame
The president of the company don't care if I'm tenerife I'm bleeding
I'm succeeded they took my mind state into evil
'Cuz I want everyone dead on this f*cking Earth
It really hurts 'cuz you're here is it doesn't work
I got nothing left to live for expect I get in the programs
Vision b*tches hate my f*cking guts, those sl*ts
Love me more than Patrick Swayze when I had my steady income
I need a spot that I can sit for
Suicide never but I got plots are taking out to other people
And I ain't doing jail time that sh*t is wet
Ain't no coming back once I lose control my sins finishes
Just don't get in this, you record label people
We're gonna die and no family gonna die two motherf*ckers
[Hook]
"You ain't gotta tell me no more"

[Outro]
No, that's distant verse one
You can't but this sh*t is sh*t is not for sale
That's for the real rap advance, but see real nowadays is just a f*cking give me anyway
I'm keeping it real, I'm staying real all the bullsh*t, yeah
Y'all how the f*ck is you supposed to be really you can't rap for real I can't float for real
You got your hip hop styles on and you read them f*cking rap magazines I listen to them rap music stations and all the sudden you know what the f*ck rap is right
Get the f*ck out of my face with that bullsh*t you faggot motherf*ckers
R.A. The Rugged Man
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