Underground Hitz

(Intro)
Its a jungle out there, you gotta have
Its a jungle out there, you gotta have
(Verse 1: R.A. the Rugged Man)
Yo, Ill put my *** * out and Ill pee on your property
Being a mockery, Im abusive cheating never believing in monogamy
Mediocrity, pockets full of singles at the strip club, cash dropping
No class ass riding, Im heinous, atrocious , repulsive, Im past shocking
Rappers is speaking with no heart, dont start
It dont matter, I can slay you to Bach, Bethoven, Amadeus Mozart
At the dinner table cursing wiping cum on your curtain
Im a poverty pirate, a poor penny pinching pitiful person
Im from the 80s where we were skeezing and pleasing the skeezers
Thieving and popping and shooting and robbing
And boosting and stealing your sneakers
Wont be in Forbes mag on no Forbes listes
But my life is parties and gambling
Hookers, whore houses and porn *****es
Hotel orgies with groupies, we rock stars, heart throbs
On the roof throwing cinder blocks from the hoods at cop cars
Imma disrespect you to pigs, you was squeeling too, they didnt protect you
Living and learning and losing listening to the lecture
Hitting it and giving it extras
Snatch your prom date, rip the cunt hole
Im the bully, get your lunch stole
House parties, stick my balls in the punchbowl
Come on, sing it
(Hook )(Ruste Juxx)
If you sick twisted, disgusting
Its a jungle out there, you gotta have
(Hits, hits, hits, *****, hits hits hits
Hits, hits, hits, *****, hits hits hits)
You gotta have
(Verse 2: Hopsin)
Yo, its Rugged Man and Hop, we never get handed props
We keeping it **** and underground as the planet watch
If you want some ********, we spitting lyrics, then dammit stop
Talking like you the hardest artist and you just cant get knocked
So keep thinking that, take this track and play it back
Just to remind you that everything you ****ing say is wack
But dont get mad and start cussing at us
Cause we just finally fixed the **** cause you was ****ing it up
Yo, Im sick of the game and everything it deals with
Yo, R.A. come over and bring the kill switch
Our brains are real sick, insane and filled with
A gang of ill ****, we cant be killed, *****
Who want it with us? We never tow and get up
Dont try to step up cause I promise that youll only get bucked
Emcees are scared running as we slowly erupt
We was born for this, yo, its time to bring the chorus in
(Hook)(Ruste Juxx)
If you sick twisted, disgusting
Its a jungle out there, you gotta have
(Hits, hits, hits, *****, hits hits hits
Hits, hits, hits, *****, hits hits hits)
You gotta have