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"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.."

Danze]
Since it's a brand new year, I got a new attitude
and a new way to come at a dude (SALUTE!)
You remember the staff, that mastered the art
of lettin the nines on the ave (NOWWWW)
If you don't know me then don't act you do
And if you plan to me, you bet' not act like you want to
(Criminal instincts!) I got it
If a bitch try to throw a pick, I'll still spot it
(Glory and ??) Foxxx, I'm a
I raise 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 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, I have moved on.."

Fame]
C'mon! When the last time you a nigga that blast rhymes
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 with the AK-e
I call yo' name, whisperin
Then I yo' ass and have a snub-nose whistlin
You can think shit's sweet I rap
I still split a head like a canteloupe
(BITCH!) and I'm
I master the shit, plaster the shit
A true nigga, the last of the shit
Fame, B-K born, been doin this
since the days of B-D-K, and TJ
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 I shall be tomorrow.."
"I mean, shit is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
by yesterday, when I moved on.."

Foxxx]
right..
My heart is than icicles in Poland
Niggaz hate to see when Bumpy get mad, 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 don't leave no spares like I was
Strike a nigga chest, right in the pocket Ryan - Nolan
And I'll run you down, yo' ass, and leave you swollen
Pick up your cash, take all burners and keep it rollin
X raised, Bumpy, I be John Blaze
That shit that I've been spittin from, back in the days
MC's, countin the ways, you want it?
Blowin rappers up in bunches like, rap
I'm a real nigga I take it to +Blaze+
and tell 'em it "51 Greatest Niggaz of All Time"
or I shoot up the
I'm still the nigga, fuck my age
Hand to hand I whup yo' ass, live on stage
I never claim to be, I'm not
I'm a thug, and I die it, like it or not
All the real niggaz wild me, feel my rhyme
Now who rules in ninety-nine?

[F] Who keep the shit bangin in ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Who take a and start swangin with ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Who still mic ready, it to ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Knuckle game tight, black and ya
[M] The masta!

"We need niggaz to bring 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 is what 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 real niggaz to it back..