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Nothing is more than an idea, especially when it's the only one you have

You see is the art of seeing things invisible

Ahh My God (To the Beat

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A lot of love lost your days is getting cloudy now I'm see how many can really stand the rain

Bumpy back again analytical still working out a day like it's critical still mix a lot keep it spiritual

Mic hot still lyrical and you niggaz hate to see me rise

I got no more patience you can see it in my eyes
I'm sick of niggaz keeping me in lies, I ya talking

I'm New York nigga I rep it every time I step it evn though I'm well respected I got a weapon past is terrible your future's worse

Let me put this Walter PP all in ya mouth it and shoot you first
Your shit ain't phat no pun to that cause I make this hardcore gansta shit so fun to rap

You in like no gun to clap in the middle of Pakistan

you fight or you clap your hand

Cause weak niggaz can't be sincere

I'm the hardest sober beats in ya ear
And I'm like Muhhamad Ali opposing war

I ain't trying to be no soldier don't konw what he's fighting for

That's if I'm shooting up my block over 150$ size rocks
I'm a stop fucking with niggaz like from the block
Cause all you want to do is come in the club and shots

You see a man who exposes himself when he's intoxicated don't know the art of getting drunk

Bumpy Knux bring funk like a musty black man from Gahn I rip through like a peronous

Run up on me if ya want to I'll cock my resolution I was Hughey Newton plottin revolution what ya'll rappers call 16 Barz I call polution so fuck you and your distribution

I'm the self mad dollar colar rockwilder
Yes I weigh more 265 I weigh more I guess I got my up
I you 16 Barz I ate up

All you punch line niggaz put you in a line and punch every one of you
now you know purpose
I'm the bible of the ghetto and page by

I wote ya'll a on the black man rage

I'll chae you till I catch that ass I guess I'm age

And I kill rappers too I guess I'm like AIDS
Take it Easy does it and ya'll wanna spit bitch in the club being a sleezy buzzit

Two years was my I fixed my imperfection I got my mind in better shape to spit you the Konexion

Now I got that off my Chest

Aiyo Big let's do this for Big Bro