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Nothing is more dangerous than an idea, especially when the only one you have

You see vision is the art of things invisible

Ahh My God (To the Y'all

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

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

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

I ain't got no patience you can see it in my eyes
I'm of niggaz keeping me in lies, I hear 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 cock it and you first
shit ain't phat ain't no pun to that cause I make this hardcore gansta shit so fun to rap

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

Either you or you clap your hand

weak niggaz can't ever be sincere

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

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

That's hypocritic if I'm shooting up my 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 himself when he's intoxicated really don't know the art of getting drunk

Bumpy Knux bring funk like a musty black man from Gahn I rip through Mc's like a

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

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

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

I wote a manual on the black man rage

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

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

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

Now I got that off my Chest

Aiyo Big let's do this for Big Bro