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It is no 1999...
And I live in a world of one minds...
Where the feeds us fashion design...
That creates mcs that rhyme...
For ten I waited to make my move...
Now we'll see win, and who'll lose...
And if I had to my word...
Say this'll probably be the realest shit you heard...
I watching, from afar...
I know you live, I know who you are...
is my only scar...
And so my bleeds dark, like tar...
So I treat my friends today like be enemies tomorrow...
So when they die, have no sorrow...
Just remember those you to cross...
'cause if your gets knocked on you get knocked off

Who's that six foot bald nigga from new
the gangsta walk, the gangsta talk
Thrillin to find 'em and 'em
I'm wildin', I'm
I don't give a fuck you, and that's my feelin
I'm in a brand new house chillin
With shoeboxes of hundred dollar bills nigga
Trainin the bitch, givin her the drillin
While you in the tunnel know you pussy ice grillin
Man a bitch must really be fufillin
'cause alotta niggas happy bein just chillin
Scenario, gun in your run the platinum watch with the cuban link
Bracelet and the necklace
And I'm too v vs glowin in your ear
New gun, new jewels, new new year
Niggas think they bigger the game
I got news for you *willy*, let's it back to philly
So you can find your roots, braggin on your loot
Nigga you ain't that
And a nigga can't spend no money layin in the
Omigod, it really you
This can't be the same freddie foxxx who
I really feel his lyrics, I all his rhymes
I thought that we was cool, you think he's to find
I rip in dark alleys
As a kid got knowledge the gods at the rally
I slip on the game like
And show ten hoes how to stack it up, get money, new york to
Where a nigga to play me like a sally
So I shot him in his new denali and drove him to the
I him out the car and let him scally
that nigga, tryin to play me like he bigger
In japan I'm worth ten
American, open the door and let in
I break my silence, after ten years of my violence
You was my man I gave you
Every I pulled up and get you in the benz again
We can never be again
You brought me tears when you took my right hand off for seven long
Now back and corrupt
new gs 400s, new jags, and new trucks
You should see the bad bitches that he
While your girl look skinny like a smoked out duck
Niggas are this ain't n b high
You niggas got no balls and won't die
I'm a certified killer, with *stock in the
Burn marks on my hands from the glocks the flame
Bumpy is my rap name, when I rhymes I hydroplane
And think about my nigga
label motherfuckers'll be dead
You fuckin with my money is fuckin with my head
Tryin to take my bread
Niggas ain't shit, so I'm down you kane
Any realness, you ready feel this
I forget nothing, nothing at all
So mr. steve rifkind, expect my
Niggas owe me for my rhymes, I come to
Over fifteen dollars, snap your fuckin neck
And pay me in no fuckin check
If you don't want me to teach the of disrespect
When I'm finished in this game, be swimming in my yard
Not at the station, looking for a job
Too niggas feel me spittin on a record
To be broke and homeless, and outside
I represent the grimy masses
Of out gun slinging criminal asses
That shoot up your and chill at mine
'cause they I got love for real niggas, nine to nine there's the mind
remember why you frontin like you more that 24 hrs ahead
In 24 hrs be dead
You'll be