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[Freddie Foxxx a.k.a. Bumpy
Hahahaha...
know the rep, yeah, listen

My name is Knuckles, I write that fuckin flame
And kill for the right I got a buckin name
My caliber too fresh, stuck in aim
We roll 18 wheelers in the truckin game
I'm with mics there's nothin more I like
than to paralyze left side and leave you all right
I be layin front of your crib with Tec-y all
Tryin to get 9 millimeters loaded up tight, listen
I'm a Cadillac, I write a battle rap
so smooth contest you'll be out of
know the beef is stewin, that Bumpy came to ruin
You may be signed but you know what the fuck you doin
I make aight hot, I make raw
And you higher than a long Colt four-four
You know the only rap that kept a ho poor
And slam a fool on his and break the whole floor

[Chorus: Knuckles]
A yes yes y'all, and you don't
We keep on, once the cops are
is real street spit you best be warned
Tell favorite MC the mic is on
A yes yes y'all, and you don't
We keep on, once the cops are

[John
Yeah,
It's the J daddy, not Hov' or Jam
My mic is correct, but know the hands faster
See you bitch I'm attackin the pile
Y'all be cryin foul cause I'm your style
I make you and your mans done
I see y'all both drop, I'm the cat screamin And1
You see me on the team dog you know the over
on my wrist, and a chip on my shoulder
Sixteens in on another hot beat
Go cop me a drop the butterscotch seats
And we better not meet, if we do you gon' see a
Make you whole FACE gettin rearranged
We rollin up in the blacked out dog
Freddie Foxxx, now you deal with Corrupt Mob
It's gas on the fire, any time a track
known to beef up the Heat, just like the Shaq trade

[Tha
This my 9 to 5, this no hobby cat
Copycat bite styles, my rhyme piles is heavy
Give me a beat, man body that
Spittin heat street raps man they nod to that
What you smilin at? You R&B, man hardly rap
You the beat, man you bought a map
Matter fact, here's my next rap, that
Been off the street too long, I want my back
You ain't a player, you a quarterback
You the beat like side streets on a flat
play dumb, I know where you came from
You only slugs buddy after the rain come
Keep it subtle, Trademarc got you
like babies suckin talkin 'bout mami let's cuddle
It's gon' be what it's be, you duck down
A cat with a violent rap, what now?