Lyrics
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? want to fight me? Try me
Why these people don't know me don't like me
Society, they want to 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 want to die?
Clash of the Titans, broken bottles, bar fight
You want to 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 why'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)