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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, when I have on.."

[Billy
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 plan to blow me, you bet' not act like you 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 a .25, to show you I'm live
- I put my hand 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 Danze, was out of control
?? ?? ?? ?? ?? - 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, I have moved on.."

Fame]
C'mon! When the last time you seen a that blast rhymes
on some rap ??, fill and bust the gat quick, fuck shit
I'm the nigga you love to hate, the that wait
fo' yo' ass in the with the AK-e
I call 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 a canteloupe
(BITCH!) and I'm
I master the shit, plaster the shit
A true hip-hop nigga, the last of the
Lil' Fame, B-K born, doin this
the days of B-D-K, and TJ Swan
Nigga you choose, when I do 'em boom so and bruise
and confuse 'em, wait a minute did I lose
I'ma put it baby, fuck these kids
I splash 'em and ask 'em who the fuck 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 have on.."

[Freddie
right..
My heart is colder than in Poland
Niggaz hate to see Bumpy get mad, what I be holdin
Try to shit on me I won't hesitate, blow out 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, right in the pocket like Ryan -
And I'll run you down, yo' ass, and leave you swollen
Pick up your cash, take all burners and keep it rollin
Triple X raised, Bumpy, I be Blaze
That venom shit that I've been spittin from, in the days
MC's, countin the ways, you want it?
Blowin up in bunches like, rap bouquets
I'm such a real nigga I it to +Blaze+
and 'em make it "51 Greatest Niggaz of All Time"
or I shoot up the
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 it, like it or not
All the real wild with me, feel my rhyme
Now who baldhead rules in

[F] Who keep the shit 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] game tight, black and blue ya
[M] The masta!

"We need real niggaz to it back..
so this is what it comes 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..
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 moved on.."
"We real niggaz to bring it back..