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[Freddie
Yeah, uh-huh, you
It's Bumpy Knuckles baby, we tear mothafucker down!
to the underground where hardcore niggas are found
We're beatin down, make you world-reknown
Where street set off once, never forgiven
Where real niggas never give up, we
That's how we be livin, niggas vibe on the raw shit
Come out, your face up and get your jaw split
Nigga, we pick teeth up and put em on a string like bones
And send your ass home alone
I got stock in microphone you innuendos
I get you beat the fuck up and played like
Maybe smoke the hydro endo, you niggas is hookers
I hit you wit the four tuckers
you ever seen a rap stampede?
Well em underground, and I'll run em down
You know my reputation, my voice over disco is violation
New York walk, New talk
And when I blow you dime, I use my own chalk
So watch what the fuck you say and you do
For real, niggas bring it to you and your crew
Bring in baby, you

I got in this game
Got a bad for bringin the glock to the game
You know my
So if you come across me wrong
Just remember the to this song

I be mad MC's, I study your rhymes
And I noticed you niggas is just wastin time
I don't take it to wack niggas, self-destruct
I it to nice niggas and FUCK THEM UP!
So the fact that you be shinin makes it better for me
just leaves more cheddar for me
I keep it blacker than in '69
Total your record and stole your shine
bars of homemade moonshine rhyme
And I still had you payin me mine
Wassup, watch me a hundred grand on you niggas
No tax you loudmouth braggin-ass niggas fake jacks
Yeah I'm nice wit my hands
And I bust my heats, Freddie Foxxx celebrity box out the
My flow is so
Start a rainy day snowin, my fertilize your thoughts to start growin
It's Bumpy Knuckles and raw niggas
The niggas love it, the fake niggas hate it
You mothafuckers for this? Check it out

2x

I go one two three four five, I make it
Simple-ass shit like be soundin wack
But when I spit the lyrical terror that makes hide they jewels
Wild start cockin they tools
I got my ethics from the school, if you wack then I spit it
to steal, I come get it
If Freddie want beef, niggas ain't wit it
Some wanna try my style but can't fit it
I be hearin niggas that sound me
But ain't never ever really put it like me
Plus them niggas really underground like me
reputation, love town-to-town like me
You bitch-ass mothafuckers I off in the mainstream
World, actin like a mothafuckin
I wet you a jheri curl and you'll explode like uranium
The only thing you'll to fall back on is your cranium
You soft niggas never be iller
the holemaker, holefiller
Bumpy Knucks keep it realer, the
Don't wit a mothafuckin killer, TURN IT UP!

2x
*on time, last line is "THEN ALL YOU MOTHAFUCKERS'LL BE GONE"*