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"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"i mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, I have moved on.."

danze]
Since a brand new year, I got a brand new attitude
And a brand new way to come at a (salute!)
You remember the staff, that mastered the art
Of lettin the bark on the ave (nowwww)
If you don't know me don't act like you do
And if you plan to blow me, you bet' not act you want to
(criminal instincts!) I got it
If a thick bitch try to a pick, I'll still spot it
(glory and ? ? ) foxxx, I'm a
I hell with a .25, to show you I'm live
Cousin - I put my on the good book, and overlook
The deepest crew, and split a throat
(it's the "murder he wrote") I to the plan,
I'm close to my fam - and I'm a very man
I told you that danze, was out of
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? - the masta!

"people! people!"
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I moved on.."

[lil'
C'mon! when the last you seen a nigga that blast rhymes
On some rap ? ? , fill and the gat quick, fuck that shit
I'm the nigga you love to hate, the thug that
Fo' yo' ass in the with the ak-e
First I yo' name, whisperin
I +lift+ yo' ass and have a snub-nose whistlin
You can think sweet cause I rap
I still split a nigga head like a
(bitch!) and I'm
Cause I master the shit, plaster the
A hip-hop nigga, the last of the shit
Lil' fame, b-k born, been doin
Since the days of b-d-k, and tj
Nigga you choose, when I do 'em boom so bash and
And confuse 'em, a minute did I lose 'em?
I'ma put it baby, fuck these kids
I will splash 'em and ask 'em who the I is?
The masta!

"people! people!"
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now what I be tomorrow.."
"i mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I have on.."

[freddie
right..
My is colder than icicles in poland
Niggaz to see when bumpy get mad, what I be holdin
Try to shit on me I won't hesitate, out your colon
Never registered a gun that I had, I like them hot and
And I leave no spares like I was bowlin
Strike a nigga chest, right in the like ryan - nolan
And I'll run you down, yo' ass, and leave you swollen
Pick up your cash, all your burners and keep it rollin
x raised, bumpy, I be john blaze
That venom shit I've been spittin from, back in the days
Smashin mc's, the ways, you want it?
Blowin up in bunches like, rap bouquets
I'm such a nigga I take it to +blaze+
And tell 'em make it "51 niggaz of all time"
Or I up the page
I'm still the nicest nigga, my age
to hand I whup yo' motherfuckin ass, live on stage
I claim to be, somethin I'm not
I'm a thug, and I die with it, it or not
All the real niggaz with me, feel my rhyme
Now who baldhead in ninety-nine?

[f] who keep the real shit in ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who a block and start swangin with ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who mic ready, send it to ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] knuckle game tight, black and ya
[m] the masta!

"we need real niggaz to it back..
So this is it comes down to huh? "
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"i mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I moved on.."
"we need niggaz to bring it back..
So this is what it down to huh? "
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now what I be tomorrow.."

"i mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I have on.."
"we real niggaz to bring it back..