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It is no 1999...
And I live in a world of one minds...
Where the industry us fashion design...
That creates mcs cannot rhyme...
For ten years I waited to my move...
Now see who'll win, and who'll lose...
And if I had to my word...
Say this'll probably be the realest shit you heard...
I been watching, afar...
I know you live, I know who you are...
is my only scar...
And so my heart dark, like tar...
So I treat my today like they'll be enemies tomorrow...
So when they die, have no sorrow...
remember those you decide to cross...
'cause if your door knocked on you get knocked off

Who's that six foot bald from new york
With the walk, the gangsta talk
Thrillin to 'em and kill 'em
I'm wildin', I'm
I don't give a fuck about you, and my feelin
I'm in a brand new house nigga
With shoeboxes of dollar bills nigga spillin
Trainin the baddest bitch, givin her the
While you hangin in the tunnel you pussy ice grillin
Man bein a bitch really be fufillin
'cause alotta niggas happy bein soft chillin
Scenario, gun in your run the platinum watch with the cuban link
and the matching necklace
And I'm too shiny v vs glowin in 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 roots, fuck braggin on your loot
Nigga you that hard
And a nigga can't spend no money in the graveyard
Omigod, it shocks you
This can't be the same freddie foxxx who
I really his lyrics, I love all his rhymes
I thought that we was cool, you think hard to find
I rip in dark alleys
As a kid got knowledge from the at the rally
I slip on the game like
And ten hoes how to stack it up, get money, new york to cali
a nigga tried to play me like a sally
So I him in his new denali and drove him to the valley
I pushed him out the car and let him
Fuck that nigga, tryin to play me like he
In japan I'm worth ten
American, the door and let derek in
I break my silence, ten years of supressing my violence
You was my man I gave you
time 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 long years
Now he's and corrupt
Driving new gs 400s, new jags, and new
You see the bad bitches that he fuck
While your girl look skinny like a out daffy duck
Niggas are real ain't n b high
You niggas ain't got no and won't die
I'm a certified killer, with in the game*
marks on my hands from the glocks with the flame
Bumpy is my rap name, when I rhymes I hydroplane
And about my nigga kane
label motherfuckers'll be dead
You with my money is like fuckin with my head
Tryin to take my buttered
Niggas ain't shit, so I'm down you kane
Any time realness, you ready feel
I forget nothing, nothing at all
So mr. steve rifkind, my call
Niggas owe me for my rhymes, I come to
fifteen dollars, I'll snap your fuckin neck
And don't pay me in no fuckin
If you don't want me to the meaning of disrespect
When I'm finished in game, I'll be swimming in my yard
Not at the radio station, for a job
Too many niggas feel me on a record
To be broke and homeless, and outside
I the real grimy masses
Of out gun slinging criminal asses
shoot up your party and chill at mine
'cause they know I got love for real niggas, nine to nine the mind
Just remember why you frontin you more that 24 hrs ahead
In 24 hrs you'll be
You'll be