Brawl lyrics

[Intro]
They used to call me Bobo
R.A
He's rugged
Alright friends, on your feebles

[Verse 1]
Yo, see how they go, hip hop R.A., hey oh
I'm a special ED student, with an A+ flow
Used to call me Bobo, Busby Berkeley
Bronson, Paul Kersey, Disco Derby
I'm a modern day Ozzy Osbourne
Biting bats heads off and busting nuts in your popcorn
Wonderingg how this ugly motherf*cker got on?
The whole white trash nation, rock rock on
Now wait a minute, let's bring it back a little bit
When you first started rapping, you was all on my di*k
Yeah, you went multiplatinum, but you bit my sh*t
What you rapping is my life, you ain't live that sh*t
See all the others say I'm twisted, and I'm over the edge
And my whole crew they say is all sick in they heads
Sledgehammer, break pay phones, still calling
Stay out the trouble, stay home, Rugged Man, J-Zone

[Hook]
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
(It's time for a showdown, between you and I)
You might not wanna be about me cause the sh*t bout to get rowdy cause we brawl
(If we gonna do war, f*ck 'em up fat)
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
(Come on sucker, let's get on)
You might not wanna be about me cause the sh*t bout to get rowdy cause we brawl
(Good thing you're looking for trouble, cause we're gonna give it to you)
[Verse 2]
The way we recreate sh*t, Rugged Man
We don't make hits, we stay broke, sleep, f*ck sl*ts and take sh*ts (Uh-Uh)
And roll with the real life whores that appreciate di*ks
f*ck they as*h*le, di*k full of sh*t, taste b*tch
It's easy to criticize me for being so foul
It's worse when you looking down a shotgun barrell (BANG!)
They say, "Rugged Man, he can't keep no deal"
It's mental, I like the way being broke feel
I'm at the homeless shelter, finagling free meals
I'm like Buster Keaton and W.C. Fields
I'mma die broke, no success
When I'll, die I'll be choked up, j*rking off like INXS
Now wait, this is the place where stars are born
Strictly business, too potholes in my lawn
Uzi weighs a ton, public enemy number one
Don't you dare sleep on the spot that we come from

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Yeah, it's true motherf*ckers, I'm alive and sh*t
The mainstream motherf*ckers, trying to hide my sh*t
You hear your man's rap flow? I invented that sh*t
You see his whole stage show? I invented that sh*t
They say I could have been, but I never been
That's bullsh*t, I'm a underground rap veteran
I'm like get-get-get-get, get off my di*k
I'm the wrong kid you don't wanna f*ck with
Call me Big Dog, Mr. Crustified Dibbs
When I think to all the devious things I did
This is a hold up, get your as*h*le to' up
b*tch drink c*m, when this fat f*ck roll up
Yeah, six million ways to die, choose one
True hood one, two tons, I'm the sequel
f*ck Mandingo, you can call me Drum
Stupid dumb, Long Island hoodlum
[Hook]

[Outro]
R.A
He's, he's rugged
f*ck 'em up fat