Yo, the Jess Franco of hip hop, leave you faceless

Torture chambers, sadist in the basement

Rugged Man, who′s the foulest? Who's the rudest?

I grip my d**k while I do this, HG Lewis

The two thousand maniacs, who this?

Blood feast, old school splatter, occupation

Famous rappers, straight razors, we dead broke, we playa haters

Violaters, up your b***h p***y with vibrators

That′s why they hate us, scum dripping

Under age, coogi sticking, p***y licking, put the clip in

I take a s**t on your album when it drops

Plus your whole crew is pussies, like Suffolk County cops

Suffolk County, meets Queensbridge, don't be foolish

Rugged Man, Jack Johnson, Joe Louis

R to the A, no life, lowlife

The pretty b***h offender, the fat b***h complementer

Top five lyrical contender, the lyricist's career ender

White trash trailer park representer

Who can stop this? Who rock this? Who lock this?

Who got the Glock? Who cock this? Lucio Fulci

R.A. the Rugged Man (on the reals)

Rugged Man, Havoc (no doubt)

(Who′s that guy?)

A n***a you don′t wanna f*ck with

(Who's that guy?)

Four pounds will make ′em duck quick

(Who's that guy?)

Getting lifted at the bar, no doubt

Rugged Man, Havoc, Mobb we infamous

Got my drink on, reminiscing drama on God

Stepped out my crib, politic with the gods

Over gats, even though the hood is hot

Jakes on bikes, gotta hold down the block

Cause my life this automatic instant, ice grills, without a blink

Permanently stained, they surface like Big

They shitting on my name, some ask why

Cause the sign just a regular gangsta, f*ck DKNY

Scuffed Timbs laid up in Holiday Inn′s

And shortie wanna fret, I'm running up in her friend

Official roaches, Scarface, shitting on mister Sosa, stay bent

Hold my liquor, like a cup coaster, handle mines

Sever great lines, cut throats while you drop dimes

Snitch niggas on my s**t list, quietly cock the biscuit

The Rugged Man, Havoc, Mobb we infamous