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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 moved on.."

[Billy
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 the nines bark on the ave (NOWWWW)
If you know me then don't act like you do
And if you plan to me, you bet' not act like you want to
(Criminal instincts!) I got it
If a thick try to throw a pick, I'll still spot it
(Glory and ??) Foxxx, I'm a
I raise hell with a .25, to show you I'm
Cousin - I put my hand on the book, and overlook
the deepest crew, and split a throat
(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, 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 nigga you to hate, the thug that wait
fo' yo' ass in the with the AK-e
First I yo' name, whisperin
Then I +LIFT+ yo' ass and have a whistlin
You can think shit's sweet I rap
I still split a nigga head like a
(BITCH!) and I'm
cause I master the shit, plaster the
A true nigga, the last of the shit
Lil' Fame, B-K born, 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 did I lose '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 hate to see when Bumpy get mad, I be holdin
Try to on me I won't hesitate, blow out your colon
Never registered a gun that I had, I like them hot and
And I don't leave no like I was bowlin
Strike a nigga chest, in the pocket like Ryan - Nolan
And I'll run you down, yo' ass, and leave you swollen
Pick up cash, take all your burners and keep it rollin
Triple X raised, Bumpy, I be John
That venom that I've been spittin from, back in the days
MC's, countin the ways, you want it?
Blowin up in bunches like, rap bouquets
I'm a real nigga I take it to +Blaze+
and 'em make it "51 Greatest 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 never 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 rules in

[F] Who keep the real bangin in ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Who a block and start swangin with ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Who still mic ready, 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 comes to huh?"
"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 moved on.."
"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 what I be tomorrow.."

"I mean, shit is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
by yesterday, I have moved on.."
"We real niggaz to bring it back..