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

Danze]
Since it's a brand new year, I got a new attitude
and a brand new way to at a dude (SALUTE!)
You the staff, that mastered the fine art
of the nines bark on the ave (NOWWWW)
If you don't know me then act like you do
And if you to blow me, you bet' not act like you want to
(Criminal instincts!) I got it
If a thick bitch try to throw a pick, still spot it
(Glory and ??) Foxxx, I'm a
I raise hell with a .25, to show you I'm
- I put my hand on the good book, and overlook
the deepest crew, and split a motherfuckin
(It's the "Murder He Wrote") I to the plan,
I'm to my fam - and I'm a very emotional man
I you that Danze, was out of control
?? ?? ?? ?? ?? - the masta!

"People! People!"
"I am not now, I was yesterday..
and I am not now what I be tomorrow.."
"This is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
by yesterday, when I have on.."

[Lil'
C'mon! When the last time you seen a nigga that blast
on some rap ??, and bust the gat quick, fuck that shit
I'm the you love to hate, the thug that wait
fo' yo' ass in the bushes with the
First I call yo' name,
Then I yo' ass and have a snub-nose whistlin
You can think shit's sweet I rap
I still split a nigga like a canteloupe
(BITCH!) and I'm
cause I master the shit, the shit
A true hip-hop nigga, the last of the
Lil' Fame, B-K born, been doin
the days of B-D-K, and TJ Swan
Nigga you choose, I do 'em boom so bash and bruise
and confuse 'em, wait a minute did I 'em?
I'ma put it down baby, fuck 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, shit is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
by yesterday, when I have on.."

[Freddie
right..
My heart is colder than 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 them hot and stolen
And I leave no spares like I was bowlin
a nigga chest, right in the pocket like Ryan - Nolan
And I'll run you down, stomp yo' ass, and you swollen
Pick up your cash, take all burners and keep it rollin
X raised, Bumpy, I be John Blaze
That venom shit that 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 real nigga I it to +Blaze+
and tell 'em make it "51 Niggaz of All Time"
or I up the page
I'm the nicest nigga, fuck my age
Hand to hand I 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 wild with me, feel my
Now who baldhead in ninety-nine?

[F] Who keep the real bangin in ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Who take a block and start swangin ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Who mic ready, send it to ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Knuckle tight, black and blue ya
[M] The masta!

"We real 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 I shall 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 need real 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 moved on.."
"We need niggaz to bring it back..