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r a the rugged man - even dwarves started small lyrics

(r.a.) oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit (x 4)
(midget) mommy, mommy… daddy, daddy
(verse 1)
you ain’t never seen n-body bug the f-ck out
the way that we bug the f-ck out, get your b-tch dug the the f-ck out
had enough now, in the club now
hit you with the bottle, your face? blood now
we lowlife motherf-ckers till the day we die
we live the broke life, our whole life, you hate me why
i’m just a wildin, crazy guy
back in 19-80, i decided a died a lazy guy
sleep all day and stay broke baby
pop duke said it “get a job!”
yeah, f-ck you, make me
i’m the 6’3”, 2 hundred, 60 pound version of ron jeremy
i’m like federico fellini
i’m like ac/dc, dirty deeds done cheaply
i’m the 2001 version of eazy e
i’m the song you don’t like on the soundbombing cd’s
chorus
(midgets) we’re… we… are dwarves (yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
we’re… we… are dwarves
(r.a.) get, get, gh-get off my d-ck
(midgets) we’re… we… are dwarves (yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
we’re… we… are dwarves
(r.a.) get, get, gh-get off my d-ck
(verse 2)
ayyo, i’m the real live version of the madd rapper
i’m the sh-t that get your d-ck hard in v–gr-
i’m like? hagler, i make britney spears wear a strap on
and f-ck christin aguilera
see i ain’t got sh-t to prove, i make you feel stupid
like “b-tch you got a nice -ss, aw sh-t, it’s a dude”
he ain’t sell no records, rugged man, he a wack chubb
he not pretty like eminem, he’s a f-ckin fat slob
in the ja’causezi with three ugly b-tches, from the neighborhood
pretty b-tches hate me it’s so good
my occupation, professional rapper
i’m a modern day poet, with 7th grade grammar
chorus

(migdets) we’re… we… are dwarves (yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
we’re… we… are dwarves
(r.a.) get, get, gh-get off my d-ck
(migdets) we’re… we… are dwarves (yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
we’re… we… are dwarves
(r.a.) get, get, gh-get off my d-ck
(verse 3)
yo, bloodshed hoo-ha, new style for your crew-ha
back in ’92-ha, what you gonna do-ha
it’s r.a. sh-t, pain sh-t
john wayne sh-t, orson welles, citizen kane sh-t
? sh-t, bushwick bill, ganksta nip sh-t
b-boy on some grab my d-ck sh-t, crustified dibbs sh-t
kool g rap, break a b-tch neck sh-t
unemployed, just-ice welfare check sh-t
i’m on some big booty?, big breast sh-t
on some bill clinton, bustin nuts on your dress sh-t, respected
there ain’t no rapper out there who can touch my sh-t
every artist in the industry can suck my d-ck
chorus
(midgets) we’re… we… are dwarves (yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
we’re… we… are dwarves
(r.a.) get, get, get off my d-ck
(midgets) we’re… we… are dwarves (yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
we’re… we… are dwarves
(r.a.) get, get, get off my d-ck
(midget) please help me, please help me
please don’t tell me, please don’t
i’m a midget, i’m a f-ckin midget, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
mommy, i’m so scared
(r.a.) oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit (x 4)
(midget) please help me, please help me
please don’t tell me, please don’t
i’m a midget, i’m a f-ckin midget, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
(r.a.) get, gh-get, get off my d-ck

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