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

Who's that six foot bald nigga from new
With the walk, the gangsta talk
Thrillin to find 'em and 'em
I'm wildin', I'm
I give a fuck about you, and that's my feelin
I'm in a new house nigga chillin
With shoeboxes of hundred dollar bills nigga
Trainin the baddest bitch, givin her the
While you hangin in the tunnel you pussy ice grillin
Man bein a bitch must really be
'cause alotta niggas happy bein just chillin
Scenario, gun in your mouth run the watch with the cuban link
and the matching necklace
And I'm too shiny v vs glowin in ear
New gun, new jewels, new album new
Niggas think they than the game
I got for you *willy*, let's take it back to philly
So you can find your roots, fuck braggin on your
Nigga you ain't that
And a can't spend no money layin in the graveyard
Omigod, it shocks you
This be the same motherfucker freddie foxxx who
I really his lyrics, I love all his rhymes
I thought that we was cool, you think he's hard to
I rip in dark alleys
As a kid got knowledge from the at the rally
I slip on the game like
And show ten hoes how to stack it up, get money, new york to
a nigga tried to play me like a sally
So I shot him in his new and drove him to the valley
I him out the car and let him scally
that nigga, tryin to play me like he bigger
In japan I'm ten figures
American, open the and let derek in
I my silence, after ten years of supressing my violence
You was my man I you benjamins
Every time I pulled up and get you in the benz
We can never be friends
You brought me tears when you took my right hand off for seven long
Now back and corrupt
Driving new gs 400s, new jags, and new
You should see the bad that he fuck
While your girl look skinny like a out daffy duck
Niggas are this ain't n b high
You niggas ain't got no balls and 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 write rhymes I
And about my nigga kane
Alotta label be dead
You fuckin with my is like fuckin with my head
Tryin to my buttered bread
Niggas shit, so I'm down with you kane
Any realness, you ready feel this
I forget nothing, nothing at all
So mr. rifkind, expect my call
owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect
Over fifteen dollars, snap your fuckin neck
And don't pay me in no check
If you don't want me to the meaning of disrespect
When I'm in this game, I'll be swimming in my yard
Not at the station, looking for a job
Too many feel me spittin on a record
To be and homeless, and outside naked
I represent the real grimy
Of out gun slinging criminal asses
That shoot up party and chill at mine
'cause they know I got love for real niggas, to nine there's the mind
Just why you frontin like you more that 24 hrs ahead
In 24 hrs you'll be
be dead