Stanley Kubrick

Yo, yo, reverb
 Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
 Yo, yo, reverb
 Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
 Yo, yo, reverb
 Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
 Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
 Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
 Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
 Yo, yo, reverb
 Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
 Yo, yo that's some, that's some like, Stanley Kubrick
 Stanley Kubrick
 The track bouncy, no-body, get more rowdy
 than Suffolk County, peace to Crackhead Crowley
 Honky Thomas, Keb McGlocklin the whole crew
 Cab Morada, what you gon' do we roll through
 Fuck that, Big Dirt, the midget face drop 'em
 Bring em to the Port Jeff house stayed on top 'em
 Nobody move this, I don't give a fuck, we untouched
 Strictly lust for papers and live life to bust nuts
 We're God killers, let's be realistic;
 we probably gon' be punished - we fuckin bitches by the 100's
 Why me? Wanna fight me? Try me
 Why these people don't know me - don't like me
 Society, they wanna see me dead I stick out
 You see me in the public, I probably pull my dick out
 Smack the fuck out of women, see me knock your bitch out
 Do somethin tough guy, who the fuck wanna die?
 Clash of the Titans, broken bottles, bar fight
 You wanna battle I'ma freestyle you can start writin
 I can do that, tip the bouncers, make sure we get
 our gats in the club just in case the action
 Everybody want it, try to take my title
 Let's see, left your chest messy, test me
 Stanley Kubrick, don't stress me
 R.A. the Rugged Man, remember the name - Rugged Man!
 Ride with us (Rug y'know the bitch beater)
 Ride with us (Suffolk County, Long Island)
 Ride with us (Dead broke black people)
 Ride with us (Dead broke white people)
 Ride with us (My man Smoothe Da Hustler)
 Ride with us (Rest in peace Jason Edmands)
 Ride with us (Gordon Heights, ghostland)
 Ride with us
 Aiyyo the R-to-da, A-to-da, Rugged. *echoes*
 Now think about this, who diss us? Suffolk County
 cops frisk us, they handcuffs never fit us
 Our wrists turn purple, that's why we act vicious
 Plus if we die tomorrow, won't nobody miss us
 Get half a page in The Source maybe, if that
 It's a whole town of people actin shady, where I live at
 We spit lyrically releasin, you don't stop
 Ain't nobody ceasin til your heartbeat stop beatin, bring it
 You know where to find me; actin like you lookin for me
 You saw me you walked right by me
 A true test, the Rugged Man, the tru-est
 The most violent, in the U.S., we see you stressed
 Now take it easy, Fat Man greasy, sloppy
 Peace to Khadafi, I'ma do this
 They tried to stop me, way back in nine-four
 You look into my future, I'ma probably die for it
 We proud to be the lowest, low life losers
 We flip your car over like Long Island steroid abusers
 When they 'roid ragin, white boy caning
 Let me do some explain, misbehaving
 Rugged Man, hairy fat slob, unshaven
 The Ten Commandments, we constantly disobeyin
 Ride with us (Dirty crusty asses)
 Ride with us (The whole Infamous Mobb)
 Ride with us (My main man Akinyele)
 Ride with us (The whole white trash nation)
 Ride with us (All the Stony Brook kids)
 Ride with us (All the Port Jeff kids)
 Ride with us (My man Ev Casuchi)
 Ride with us (Capital of Crime Lords)
 Ride with us (Miguel the cop in the house)
 Ride with us (Sho' nuff, Dave Greenberg)
 Ride with us (All the starvin artists)
 Ride with us (All the starvin artists)
 Ride with us (All the starvin artists)
 Ride with us (Rugged *echoes*)