Tonalità: G major
Verse 1
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Yeah baby, it's Phil Cassese live
on Night Talk
We're talkin' about musical
genius R.A. The Rugged Man
Let's take some calls,
find out what you guys think
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Yo, are's definitely one of the
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illest lyricist I've ever heard, that's real
E
G
R.A. man, he's comin' out,
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guns blazin' baby, boom, watch out
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He's very intelligent,
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he's a positive role model in rap
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I went to a show last week,
he was the bomb
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He was better than Michael Jackson
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He's so sexy, My girl said he had an eleven inch cock,
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couldn't walk with
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Yo R.A. is worldwide man,
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he's goin' platinum, quadruple, 'n big time
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First time I saw him, I knew he had a star quality,
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he's a superstar
Verse 2
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Ayo, here's the whole story,
the whole true, "He's retarded"
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Here's how my whole
bullshit career started
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Back in '88 it was about battle rappin'
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and shootin' guns off
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At house parties,
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E
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say "HO" before rhymin'
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No complainin', no money,
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no fame, still maintainin'
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1991, now my whole career
started bustin'
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You seen on stage shows,
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guess the crowd jump in it
Let the kids come on
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Tommy Boy, Mercury,
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Priority wanted me
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Russell Simmons,
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and nine other record companies
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Sendin' limousines out to pick
up my broke ass
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Feedin' me stakes, buyin' me hookers,
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I hope that shit last
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I was used to have no cash, I got gat
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why they want to sign my ass?
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Ninety- two the whole
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industry was on my dick
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I signed to Jive Records,
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and fucked up the whole shit
Verse 3
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You're a shinin' star You're a
superstar
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But you gonna be large
You're a shinin' star
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You're a superstar
Ooh
Verse 4
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G
Now I'm stuck on a whack label
They say, "See the way
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you behave
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Now wonder why the label hate you"
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They say "He's a beast,
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he's a creature
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Keep him in the other room,
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don't let him see Aaliyah"
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Banned from the building,
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I don't want to see ???
"He just don't know how to
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play the game right
He could be larger than life"
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They try to turn the la
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bel Caucasian
They signed me,
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Whitey Don and the Insane Clown Posse
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G
And then they signed the Backstreet
Boys and Britney
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It's a pop label,
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what the fuck they want with me?
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Forget R. Kelly,
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I'ma do that rippin' out your cunt shit
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I flipped the fuck out and did
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some dumb shit
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E
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Looked at me, I got a gun shit
I ain't gonna give you that
commercial run hit
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Instead I gave you "Every
record label suck dick"
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Try to press charges against me
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Suited me, blackballed me
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My lawyer wouldn't even call me
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You're a shinin' star You're a
Verse 5
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superstar
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But you gonna be large
You're a shinin' star
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You're a superstar
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Ooh
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You're a shinin' star You're a
Verse 6
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superstar
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Ooh
Large star
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G
But you gonna be large
You're a shinin' star
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You're a superstar
Verse 7
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Ninety- five, I'm broke out the ass,
no doe
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Watchin' everybody
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else around me blow
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Trackmasters, Mobb Deep,
Keith Murray
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Biggie and Puff,
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I'll admit it, I was jealous as fuck
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I was so pathetic
No doe under ugly chick
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With a no doe fetish, all my old hoes jetted
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Went from hearin' "You
gon' be a star kid"
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To hearin' "He ain't talented,
he's garbage"
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Now for shitty kicks
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there's no market
Ninety- six, I got a gun now
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I remember I was bout to kill
Jeff Fenster
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Moved back in with pop duke
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And my handicapped brothers and sisters,
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and we had no loot
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That's when the Feds came by
And surrounded the house
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They had automatic weapons,
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and was pullin' 'em out
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And the moral of the story is
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All that glamour and glitz
shit (what?)
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E
Fuck that shit, I don't need it
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You're a shinin' star You're a
Verse 8
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superstar
Large star
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G
But you gonna be large
You're a shinin' star
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C
You're a superstar
Yeah, right
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Yeah baby, it's Phil Cassese, we're back live
Verse 9
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on Night Talk
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R.A. the Rugged Man,
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what happened to that guy? We're takin' calls
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E
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Yo, are's the true definition of a whack ass,
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punk as s, bitch ass MC, 'na mean
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R.A., You're goin' down
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boy like a piece of shit, boom!
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I see him at the mall,
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he grab my ass and on my tits
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I went to a show last week, it sucked so bad
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He was in it underwear, spittin' underwear,
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he's so disgusting
Yeah, my girl fucked him
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She sad he had a little 2 inch dick,
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and couldn't keep it hard
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C
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R.A.? Heard his label drop him,
guy's a loser
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Yo anybody seen that guy R.A. around,
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C
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heard he's fuckin' broke
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Yeah, I don't think R.A. is
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that bad guy and everything
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Just cause he's losing and shit,
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and I, before
I think we might have R.A. the
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Rugged Man on the line now
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R.A, is that you?
Uh, NO!
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