[Chorus-R.A. sings]
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
[It's time for a showdown, between you and I]
You might not wanna be about me cause the shit's bout to get rawdy cause we brawl
[If we gonna do war, fuck 'em up fat]
Here we come from Suffolk County and you might not heard about me but we poor
[Come on sucker, let's get on]
You might not wanna be about me cause the shit's bout to get rawdy cause we brawl
[?? fuckin for troubles, cause we're gonna give it to ya]

[R.A.- Verse Two]
The way we recreate shit,Rugged Man
We don't make hits, we stay broke, sleep, fuck sluts and take shits (Ah-Ah)
And roll with the real life whores that appreciate dicks
Fuck they asshole, dick full of shit, taste bitch
It's easy to criticize me for being so vowel
It's worst when you lookin down a shotgun bubble (BANG!)
They say, "Rugged Man, he can't keep no deal
His mental, I like the way being broke feel"
I'm at the homeless shelter, for nigling three meals
I'm like Buster Keaton, N.W.C. fields
I'ma die broke, no success
When I'll, die I'll chocked up, jerkin off like Inxs