Brawl

[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 ManWe don't make hits, we stay broke, sleep, fuck sluts and take shits (Ah-Ah)And roll with the real life whores that appreciate dicksFuck they asshole, dick full of shit, taste bitchIt's easy to criticize me for being so vowelIt's worst when you lookin down a shotgun bubble (BANG!)They say, "Rugged Man, he can't keep no dealHis mental, I like the way being broke feel"I'm at the homeless shelter, for nigling three mealsI'm like Buster Keaton, N.W.C. fieldsI'ma die broke, no successWhen I'll, die I'll chocked up, jerkin off like Inxs