Y'all don't want this.
Rugged Man, take no sh!t.
Notice you fake.
Y'all just go where the dough is.
We do this for the poor people;
Cats that are homeless.
My whole clique roll thick;
Roll with strictly broke kids.
Hopeless.
Y'all can't even see what the truth is.
We ain't give two sh!ts;
Ruthless,
Rugged.
New sh!t.
You ain't think that I can f*ck you b!tch?
You ain't think you roll with us you'll be suckin' dick?
Lack politeness'
Like this; don't act like,
The typical stereotype,
So what's whiteness?
Bein' grimey, greasy?
That's what bein' white is.
I got a bitch with a flat ass and I like it.
I like big breasts and I like to lick vaginas.
And f*cking b!tches on dumpsters in the back of diners.
Everything we do is white trashin'.
Razor blade to the wrist 'cause we hate life with a passion.
I like being broke.
I like being dirty, crusty.
Proud to be poor.
I like being fat and ugly.
I like not succeedin'.
I like beefin'.
I like bleedin'.
I like startin' fights for no reason.
Bad temper.
No patience,
Sh!t on your floor,
Stick your face in it,
Make you lick the raisins.
Everybody on this hip hop d!ck,
Makes me sick.
Seein' chicks like Mariah doing hip hop sh!t.
I don't care if they think I'm sexist.
I don't care if I talk about the same sh!t on every record.
I rhyme for the low down, scummy.
I rhyme for the true hoodrats that ain't ashamed to look bummy.
Understand that.
Where's your man at?
We blow your head backwards.
We Linda Blair that.
We Rugged Man that.
You'd better watch out.
Don't talk that.
You fake that.
Fakeness.
Take that.
With your platinum plaque.
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