R.a. The Rugged Man

[R.A. the Rugged Man]
Yo, yo
I'm the headliner, the first white pornographic rhymer
Banned local bar fighter
Hide your kids, pedophiler
Lowlifer, advise ya
I'm the world's illest rhyme writer
You play the background, like Casanova Rud
I'm a underground legend, slashin blood
TLC was talkin bout me when they wrote No Scrubs
I'm the shit talking rapper all the dirty hoes love
These little white boy MC's tryin to be like me
Whitey, the first white MC to be grimy
Back when Just-Ice was kickin that
Fuck shit ass bitch your mother's dick shit
That's when it all started
Walk down the street with a shotgun
Totin on jackets, trenchcoats
Look like Inspector Gadgets
Look at that fat fuck over there
A ugly white dude with the big gut and shoulder hair
Look at the clothes he wear, barefoot
No shoes on, do even own a pair
Smell the odor over there
Obvious, he don't care
He's a
[Chorus]
Fly guy, hey oh
A fly guy, oh oh
Casanova
Oh, ouee, oh
A fly guy, oh oh fly... fly
He's so fly
Fly guy, hey oh
Fly guy, oh oh
Casanova
Oh, ouee, oh
A fly guy
Ooh, fly... fly
[R.A. the Rugged Man]
It's the Port Jeff, Long Island house party
Open the door, see the White Trash Army
We ??? religious, we ??? with us
Lizards, rip the bible