Toolbox Murderer

[Intro: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Crustified Dibbs, R.A. the Rugged Man
Night Of The Bloody Apes!
Yo, all this horror bullshit is for fuckin' faggots!
I started it, now I'm gonna end it!

[Interlude 1: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Rarraghrr!
(What the fuck is wrong with you, basketcase motherfucker?!!)
Are you talking to me?! (Get off me!)
I'll kill you with my goddamn drill, uhhh!

[Verse 1: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Let me tell you about my toolbox, that's right
I be toolbox murderer (Toolbox murderer!)
Rugged, Rugged Man, Rugged Man, I be the man
To hold the microphone, decapitated skulls in my other hand
Maybe the rough guy, tough guy
Yo, we're rough guy, pucker and kiss your ass goodbye
'Cuz I'm gonna make 'em die, soldiers, let me at 'em
Move out the way, mad dog, (?) so I don't get 'em
I got my blowtorch flame to your frame 'til it sizzle
I got my ice pick and my chisel
I'll make ya blood drizzle, think I'm sick?
Yo, I'm sick, but to match me
Rugged, you have known where my (?) be
You can run, you can run from blocks, and blocks, and blocks
Motherfuckers feel it from the toolbox

[Hook: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (Let me take it to the toolbox)
Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (I'm murdering)
Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (TOOLBOX MURDERER!)
Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (I'm murdering)

[Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man]
My toolbox, my toolbox, I murder, I'm murdering
I murder them, you never heard of them 'cuz I'm serving them
You say I'm crazy, I'm Rugged, my drill
It goes rrrargh-rrr, kill the body 'till the blood spills
I'm not the sexual healing type, I got mad bitches always kneeling
Bust my load up on the ceiling, the rap pro, I'm phat bro
I might rock the disco, I stick up (rasping noise) is how my lips go
Fuck the (?) everybody
I don't wanna see anybody's face 'cuz I might hurt somebody
With my chainsaw, chainsaw, I got mad love for the chainsaw
And if I don't preach, please to beat you, I got my barb wires
And my pliers to dig you six feet deeper, stop eatin' all them shit burgers
Don't get involved with the murders of my toolbox, I'm murdering!

[Hook]

[Interlude 2: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Arrgh! Take it off, haha!
I'll saw ya goddamn leg off, haha, hahaha, hahahaha!
(Oh, stop the pain! Oh my god, stop!)
And I hit you with my chisel, hahahaha, hahahahahahaha!

[Verse 3: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Hard knocks, you wanna be the hard rocks?
Take a look inside of my toolbox
From the murdering objects, I got my hockey mask and my hood
I'm up to no good so, don't let me take it to my toolbox
I got my pencils, objecti-far-in, I got the crustified
Crusty bad ass, where's it at in my draw and I'ma make you (?)
Turn your back, I think it's a screwdriver through the head of you
And if I flip, yo, you better skip town
You better not stay around 'cuz I'm Crust Bound
Even I could well be survived (?)
'Cuz I kill cadavers for money-hungry fibres
So when your towels hear the howls I gave
I held you like you're fuckin' screaming vowels
Don't fuck around, don't never fuck around
'Cos you might end up a body from the toolbox murders

[Hook]

[Outro: R.A. The Rugged Man]
It's all over