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

Who's that six bald nigga from new york
the gangsta walk, the gangsta talk
Thrillin to 'em and kill 'em
I'm wildin', I'm
I don't give a fuck you, and that's my feelin
I'm in a brand new nigga chillin
With shoeboxes of hundred dollar nigga spillin
the baddest 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 mouth run the platinum watch with the cuban link
Bracelet and the matching
And I'm too shiny v vs glowin in ear
New gun, new jewels, new album new
think they bigger than the game
I got news for you *willy*, let's take it back to
So you can find roots, fuck braggin on your loot
you ain't that hard
And a nigga can't no money layin in the graveyard
Omigod, it shocks you
This be the same motherfucker freddie foxxx who
I really feel his lyrics, I love all his
I thought that we was cool, you he's hard to find
I rip in dark posin
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
Where a nigga tried to play me like a
So I shot him in his new and drove him to the valley
I pushed him out the car and let him
Fuck that nigga, tryin to me like he bigger
In japan I'm ten figures
American, open the and let derek in
I break my silence, after ten years of supressing my
You was my man I gave you
Every time I up and get you in the benz again
We can never be friends
You brought me tears when you took my hand off for seven long years
Now he's back and
new gs 400s, new jags, and new trucks
You see the bad bitches that he fuck
While your girl look like a smoked out daffy duck
Niggas are real this ain't n b
You ain't got no balls and won't die
I'm a killer, with *stock in the game*
Burn marks on my hands the glocks with the flame
Bumpy is my rap name, when I rhymes I hydroplane
And think about my nigga
Alotta motherfuckers'll be dead
You fuckin with my money is like with my head
Tryin to take my buttered
Niggas ain't shit, so I'm down with you
Any realness, you ready feel this
I don't forget nothing, at all
So mr. steve rifkind, my call
Niggas owe me for my rhymes, I come to
Over dollars, I'll snap your fuckin neck
And don't pay me in no fuckin
If you don't me to teach the meaning of disrespect
When I'm finished in this game, I'll be 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 the real grimy masses
Of thugged out gun slinging criminal
That shoot up party and chill at mine
'cause they know I got love for niggas, nine to nine there's the mind
Just remember why you frontin like you that 24 hrs ahead
In 24 hrs you'll be
You'll be