feat. Rampage
Hear ye, hear ye, yah
R.A. The Rugged Man
Put your hands up, tell 'em wild out
This is how we do it, we here to turn it out
Put your hands up, tell 'em wild out
This is how we do it, we here to turn it out
Yo, my flow reminiscent of a prime Grand Puba
My tongue sharper than the sword of the Japanese Yakuza
Beats always slamming like Dilla, like Ali was the man in Manilla
Man or gorilla, I'm a nicer striker than Anderson Silva
I'm conquering like Hannibal on the back of an elephant
I'm the best even if I'm pink and pale and I'm lacking in melanin
I've been a problem since my first birth date
In the delivery room my dick hit the ground and it caused a earthquake
The school hallways I was pissing in
As a kid I was lacking in discipline
Ignoring authorities and never listening
I come from the slummiest of slum villages, killing evil
You other rappers I'm obliterating
My flow is the Michelangelo Sistine Chapel
You ain't even fingerpainting
Bitches, I'm swinging nunchucks and hitting you dumb ****s
And making you duck down like Ruck and Ruste Juxx
I'm eyeing you fat bitches and seeing which one ****s
I'm making the gun blust, I'm bringing the blood guts
Come on
This isn't money and a Grammy and an Academy Award
This a brutal lyrical verbal version of Gatti and Ward
If I bust in your eye, it might blind ya
As a kid I was too hyper, sniffing pancakes syrup from Aunt Jemima
Sip wine with Jesus, tell him I'm in a drunken stuper
Then I slap box God and sumo wrestle with Buddha
I ain't dumbing it down, I'm murdering and gunning it down
These others artists I'm above them even if I'm under the ground
A rapper with a Maybach or a car that my ass can't afford
I'll rip out the windshield and I'll shit on your dashboard
Don't make me laugh, young blood newcomer
Your mother was a crackhead, you a crack baby fresh out of the dumpster
Smacking ya, hurt ya, I murk ya, massacre mass murder
Blasting your ass, stashing the burner, the trash lurker
I'm worser than Rambo in Bhurma
I'm dumb in the head, I'm not a fast learner
The white boy version of Nat Turner
Come on
Tommy Hearns Marvelous Marvin Hagler with the vernacular
I'm shining like diamonds in Africa
I'm mathematical, scientifical like Benjamin Banneker
Rowdier than riots in Attica
I got identity issues, it's self hatred, a pissed off
Wigga acting like I just stepped off of the slaveship
I kill any beat, murder any track
Mutilate the snare, rape the kick-drum and shit on the hi-hat
Come on
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.51]feat. Rampage
[00:00.78][Intro: Rampage]
[00:01.50]Hear ye, hear ye, yah
[00:12.18]R.A. The Rugged Man
[00:14.07][Bridge: Rampage]
[00:15.60]Put your hands up, tell 'em wild out
[00:18.12]This is how we do it, we here to turn it out
[00:20.73]Put your hands up, tell 'em wild out
[00:23.28]This is how we do it, we here to turn it out
[00:25.32][Verse 1: R.A The Rugged Man]
[00:35.10]Yo, my flow reminiscent of a prime Grand Puba
[00:37.92]My tongue sharper than the sword of the Japanese Yakuza
[00:40.86]Beats always slamming like Dilla, like Ali was the man in Manilla
[00:43.56]Man or gorilla, I'm a nicer striker than Anderson Silva
[00:46.14]I'm conquering like Hannibal on the back of an elephant
[00:48.63]I'm the best even if I'm pink and pale and I'm lacking in melanin
[00:51.39]I've been a problem since my first birth date
[00:53.37]In the delivery room my dick hit the ground and it caused a earthquake
[00:56.46]The school hallways I was pissing in
[00:58.08]As a kid I was lacking in discipline
[00:59.76]Ignoring authorities and never listening
[01:01.65]I come from the slummiest of slum villages, killing evil
[01:06.69]You other rappers I'm obliterating
[01:08.34]My flow is the Michelangelo Sistine Chapel
[01:10.65]You ain't even fingerpainting
[01:11.88]Bitches, I'm swinging nunchucks and hitting you dumb ****s
[01:14.61]And making you duck down like Ruck and Ruste Juxx
[01:17.16]I'm eyeing you fat bitches and seeing which one ****s
[01:19.80]I'm making the gun blust, I'm bringing the blood guts
[01:22.29]Come on
[01:22.53][Hook]
[01:42.27][Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man]
[01:42.90]This isn't money and a Grammy and an Academy Award
[01:45.36]This a brutal lyrical verbal version of Gatti and Ward
[01:48.00]If I bust in your eye, it might blind ya
[01:50.07]As a kid I was too hyper, sniffing pancakes syrup from Aunt Jemima
[01:53.43]Sip wine with Jesus, tell him I'm in a drunken stuper
[01:55.92]Then I slap box God and sumo wrestle with Buddha
[01:58.56]I ain't dumbing it down, I'm murdering and gunning it down
[02:00.96]These others artists I'm above them even if I'm under the ground
[02:03.51]A rapper with a Maybach or a car that my ass can't afford
[02:06.36]I'll rip out the windshield and I'll shit on your dashboard
[02:08.79]Don't make me laugh, young blood newcomer
[02:10.56]Your mother was a crackhead, you a crack baby fresh out of the dumpster
[02:13.89]Smacking ya, hurt ya, I murk ya, massacre mass murder
[02:16.62]Blasting your ass, stashing the burner, the trash lurker
[02:19.14]I'm worser than Rambo in Bhurma
[02:20.58]I'm dumb in the head, I'm not a fast learner
[02:22.38]The white boy version of Nat Turner
[02:24.03]Come on
[02:24.42][Hook]
[02:31.23][Verse 3: R.A. The Rugged Man]
[02:44.85]Tommy Hearns Marvelous Marvin Hagler with the vernacular
[02:49.95]I'm shining like diamonds in Africa
[02:51.54]I'm mathematical, scientifical like Benjamin Banneker
[02:53.94]Rowdier than riots in Attica
[02:55.26]I got identity issues, it's self hatred, a pissed off
[02:57.84]Wigga acting like I just stepped off of the slaveship
[03:00.45]I kill any beat, murder any track
[03:02.34]Mutilate the snare, rape the kick-drum and shit on the hi-hat
[03:05.43]Come on
[03:05.76][Hook]
[03:14.52][Bridge]
[03:20.31][Outro: R.A. The Rugged Man]
feat. Rampage
Hear ye, hear ye, yah
R.A. The Rugged Man
Put your hands up, tell 'em wild out
This is how we do it, we here to turn it out
Put your hands up, tell 'em wild out
This is how we do it, we here to turn it out
Yo, my flow reminiscent of a prime Grand Puba
My tongue sharper than the sword of the Japanese Yakuza
Beats always slamming like Dilla, like Ali was the man in Manilla
Man or gorilla, I'm a nicer striker than Anderson Silva
I'm conquering like Hannibal on the back of an elephant
I'm the best even if I'm pink and pale and I'm lacking in melanin
I've been a problem since my first birth date
In the delivery room my dick hit the ground and it caused a earthquake
The school hallways I was pissing in
As a kid I was lacking in discipline
Ignoring authorities and never listening
I come from the slummiest of slum villages, killing evil
You other rappers I'm obliterating
My flow is the Michelangelo Sistine Chapel
You ain't even fingerpainting
Bitches, I'm swinging nunchucks and hitting you dumb ****s
And making you duck down like Ruck and Ruste Juxx
I'm eyeing you fat bitches and seeing which one ****s
I'm making the gun blust, I'm bringing the blood guts
Come on
This isn't money and a Grammy and an Academy Award
This a brutal lyrical verbal version of Gatti and Ward
If I bust in your eye, it might blind ya
As a kid I was too hyper, sniffing pancakes syrup from Aunt Jemima
Sip wine with Jesus, tell him I'm in a drunken stuper
Then I slap box God and sumo wrestle with Buddha
I ain't dumbing it down, I'm murdering and gunning it down
These others artists I'm above them even if I'm under the ground
A rapper with a Maybach or a car that my ass can't afford
I'll rip out the windshield and I'll shit on your dashboard
Don't make me laugh, young blood newcomer
Your mother was a crackhead, you a crack baby fresh out of the dumpster
Smacking ya, hurt ya, I murk ya, massacre mass murder
Blasting your ass, stashing the burner, the trash lurker
I'm worser than Rambo in Bhurma
I'm dumb in the head, I'm not a fast learner
The white boy version of Nat Turner
Come on
Tommy Hearns Marvelous Marvin Hagler with the vernacular
I'm shining like diamonds in Africa
I'm mathematical, scientifical like Benjamin Banneker
Rowdier than riots in Attica
I got identity issues, it's self hatred, a pissed off
Wigga acting like I just stepped off of the slaveship
I kill any beat, murder any track
Mutilate the snare, rape the kick-drum and shit on the hi-hat
Come on
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.51]feat. Rampage
[00:00.78][Intro: Rampage]
[00:01.50]Hear ye, hear ye, yah
[00:12.18]R.A. The Rugged Man
[00:14.07][Bridge: Rampage]
[00:15.60]Put your hands up, tell 'em wild out
[00:18.12]This is how we do it, we here to turn it out
[00:20.73]Put your hands up, tell 'em wild out
[00:23.28]This is how we do it, we here to turn it out
[00:25.32][Verse 1: R.A The Rugged Man]
[00:35.10]Yo, my flow reminiscent of a prime Grand Puba
[00:37.92]My tongue sharper than the sword of the Japanese Yakuza
[00:40.86]Beats always slamming like Dilla, like Ali was the man in Manilla
[00:43.56]Man or gorilla, I'm a nicer striker than Anderson Silva
[00:46.14]I'm conquering like Hannibal on the back of an elephant
[00:48.63]I'm the best even if I'm pink and pale and I'm lacking in melanin
[00:51.39]I've been a problem since my first birth date
[00:53.37]In the delivery room my dick hit the ground and it caused a earthquake
[00:56.46]The school hallways I was pissing in
[00:58.08]As a kid I was lacking in discipline
[00:59.76]Ignoring authorities and never listening
[01:01.65]I come from the slummiest of slum villages, killing evil
[01:06.69]You other rappers I'm obliterating
[01:08.34]My flow is the Michelangelo Sistine Chapel
[01:10.65]You ain't even fingerpainting
[01:11.88]Bitches, I'm swinging nunchucks and hitting you dumb ****s
[01:14.61]And making you duck down like Ruck and Ruste Juxx
[01:17.16]I'm eyeing you fat bitches and seeing which one ****s
[01:19.80]I'm making the gun blust, I'm bringing the blood guts
[01:22.29]Come on
[01:22.53][Hook]
[01:42.27][Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man]
[01:42.90]This isn't money and a Grammy and an Academy Award
[01:45.36]This a brutal lyrical verbal version of Gatti and Ward
[01:48.00]If I bust in your eye, it might blind ya
[01:50.07]As a kid I was too hyper, sniffing pancakes syrup from Aunt Jemima
[01:53.43]Sip wine with Jesus, tell him I'm in a drunken stuper
[01:55.92]Then I slap box God and sumo wrestle with Buddha
[01:58.56]I ain't dumbing it down, I'm murdering and gunning it down
[02:00.96]These others artists I'm above them even if I'm under the ground
[02:03.51]A rapper with a Maybach or a car that my ass can't afford
[02:06.36]I'll rip out the windshield and I'll shit on your dashboard
[02:08.79]Don't make me laugh, young blood newcomer
[02:10.56]Your mother was a crackhead, you a crack baby fresh out of the dumpster
[02:13.89]Smacking ya, hurt ya, I murk ya, massacre mass murder
[02:16.62]Blasting your ass, stashing the burner, the trash lurker
[02:19.14]I'm worser than Rambo in Bhurma
[02:20.58]I'm dumb in the head, I'm not a fast learner
[02:22.38]The white boy version of Nat Turner
[02:24.03]Come on
[02:24.42][Hook]
[02:31.23][Verse 3: R.A. The Rugged Man]
[02:44.85]Tommy Hearns Marvelous Marvin Hagler with the vernacular
[02:49.95]I'm shining like diamonds in Africa
[02:51.54]I'm mathematical, scientifical like Benjamin Banneker
[02:53.94]Rowdier than riots in Attica
[02:55.26]I got identity issues, it's self hatred, a pissed off
[02:57.84]Wigga acting like I just stepped off of the slaveship
[03:00.45]I kill any beat, murder any track
[03:02.34]Mutilate the snare, rape the kick-drum and shit on the hi-hat
[03:05.43]Come on
[03:05.76][Hook]
[03:14.52][Bridge]
[03:20.31][Outro: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Stick a fork in his corpse, cordially courting
Sourcing his portion for organs, give metaphors an abortion
I torch his vocal cords til his course is t...
I just want to be famous
I just want the world to love me
And this just in Tom Cruise and Will Smith are buttbuddies
Back to you gentlemen
I'll make y...
Albee square mall
My house is the Albee square mall
My house is the Albee square mall
My house is the
Yo let's begin it like this
The definition of a ...
Yeah, I don't know why I'm over here, this job is evil
My mother always said, "The president, he doesn't care"
He tryin' to leave the footprints of Am...
Yeah, I don't know why I'm over here, this job is evil
My mother always said, "The president, he doesn't care"
He tryin' to leave the footprints of Am...
I'm tryna show you old is golden
It might be old but it ain't broken
Yo; are these supposed to be poems?
I got poetry in my bones
I come from broken h...
Yeah, I don't know why I'm over here, this job is evil
My mother always said, "The president, he doesn't care"
He tryin' to leave the footprints of Am...
Albee square mall
My house is the Albee square mall
My house is the Albee square mall
My house is the
Yo, let's begin it like this
The definition of ...
(Halle-halle-lu-jah)
I am rap's big swinging ding-a-ling, make 'em sing
(Halle-halle-lu-jah)
I am everything you ever were afraid of
(Halle-halle-lu-j...