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(Evil Dee) up - R A - Rock on!
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(RA) We not like you MC's
(Adolf) fake props
(RA) I'll be in this rap till my fucking heart stops
(Adolf) We not like you MC's
(RA) fake props
(Adolf) Actin hard but you front in front of the

(Adolf)
flick co-starring, Agallah and
Me and you street sparring, yo son what Sharon
I'm in the mansion sipping Dom with from Hong Kong
We smoking fucking out the bong
You telling me Adolf the Assassinator the don'
Don what nigga, that's that old funny
Yo we got the information yo the money kid
up ya generation like the mob
I'm on my job, yo Brooklyn New York street throb
Knock you out till your fucking blob
Adolf the - yo kid we hard
Yo smack you on some barbecue
Yo kid - Yo niggas is you god!
Yo I know what it is like clap and flash and shaft
Sit wit my niggas, smoke weed, watch a video and laugh
Yo smacking bitches on the ass, yo anymore weed to
That's the question - the next suggestion -
it's where your profession
Sinking down the drain - yo fuck his name, the game
Adolf the Assassinator shooting like the
Yo God, split the like Noah - or should I say Moses
is not fucking dandelions and roses
Supposed to fold us - chose us to rock us
the - stop us - see our dime droppers
Niggas with the shit poppers, I'm on some school shit
through the fucking hall ripping open niggas lockers
Seeing if they my rhymes
Yo kid I'm giving niggas one more chance - one time to enhance
Yo kid I seen a glance of a cat to steal my rap
All them deserve is a smack
Adolf the - I dont that
You a baby need to feed - Yo god, how about that?
I seen you doubt RAW ROUTE that
Yo Adolf the - how you to me
Yo you need to wake up the coffee

(RA)We not like you MC's
(Adolf)Riding props
(RA)I'll be in this rap shit till my heart stops

(RA The Man)
Cause we complain daily- cursed with all of bad lucks
common sense - "Everybody life sucks!"
Dont you that, I knew this - My whole life
The anglo-saxon, caucasian, low-life - the no money broke
The subway cup holders, street
Constantly over you shoulders
It's official; we dirty, crusty till death do us, or us
a shame aint nobody love us
Plus this Rugged man be who the man is -
I'm trying to on white bitches tryin to act like they spanish
My two fists light you, if I you, I bite you
Mike Tyson, we street-fighting
The money, pussy, plus the glamour - of it's exciting
I'm sick of living, I stay depressed make me wanna in (echoes 3x)
I'm not gonna be to do this shit y'all -
Suffolk County that's the place we
Exit 6-2 ass Stonybrook kids
Vinny Baretta Human Beatbox Bum - who be the - nobody sicker
Your thick but mines thicker
I rock wit ya - who - you outta place
Got big balls the dick out - fuck you in your face
The beautiful - the rap
The lack of dreamer
The 450 lb fat bitch
Yo ask MC if he seen her
I need a freak like
Yo bring the heater
They styles like mosquita
But fuck I stay creeping
Which bitch wanna get they pussy
Super-freak
I went to school on the special-ed
Cant trust us- bust us- who us?
Adolf - R-A The Rugged Man

(RA) We not you other MC's
(Adolf) Riding fake
(RA) I'll be in this rap shit my fucking heart stops
(Adolf) We not you other MC's
(RA) fake props
(Adolf) Yo acting hard but you front in front of the

(Evil Dee)
Word up- know I'm sayin
Evil Dee in area
If you listening on cassette,you better turn mu-fucka over
If you listening to cd,let mu-fucka play
we going on to the next side