The Return lyrics

[Verse 1: R.A. The Rugged Man]
The return of the rat packer, the gat packer, the backpacker, the king of the craft rapper
The 90's flow rap master with the blast master thrown hands at ya
The land jacker every letter I anthrax ya
Leave you breathing heavy like bad asthma
Rock heavy like Pantera or Hendrix with the acid dripping down his bandana
National security scan data. Rappers is b*tches, and their b*tches got their pants on
You male rappers need to fix your vaginas and take out your tampon
Put each lyrical mind in hearses
I personally first degree murder these verses
Give every bar I spit a funeral service
I’m Keith cowboy on the mic
I'm Flash on the cross fader
I'm Grand Pu, Wu, Juice Crew, Guru, I’m Rock Raider
No relation to the corporation, corporate station
This ain't the 20 wack songs on radio played in rotation
Future odder than Earl and Hodgy
b*tches been sloppy, groupie titties flopping, I'm like b*tch cover that sh*t up like Benghazi
Hypnotists Svengali, man copy, been c*cky, think you can top me?
Give me a baseball meant to catch the body
Don't care if you spit it Swahili
Or punjabi this ain't making it rain
Money or popping molly you ain't using your pen properly
It's back