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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 a brand new year, I got a brand new attitude
and a brand new way to at a dude (SALUTE!)
You remember the staff, that mastered the art
of lettin the bark on the ave (NOWWWW)
If you know me then don't 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 a pick, I'll still spot it
(Glory and ??) Foxxx, I'm a
I raise hell 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 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, when I have 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 thug that
fo' yo' ass in the bushes the AK-e
I call yo' name, whisperin
Then I yo' ass and have a snub-nose whistlin
You can think shit's cause I rap
I still split a nigga like a canteloupe
(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, when I do 'em so bash and bruise
and confuse 'em, wait a did I lose 'em?
put it down 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, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
by yesterday, I have moved on.."

Foxxx]
right..
My heart is colder than in Poland
hate to see when 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 your burners and it rollin
Triple X raised, Bumpy, I be Blaze
That venom shit that I've been spittin from, back in the
MC's, countin the ways, you want it?
Blowin up in bunches like, rap bouquets
I'm such a real I take 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 whup yo' motherfuckin ass, live on
I never to be, somethin I'm not
I'm a thug, and I die it, like it or not
All the niggaz wild with me, feel my rhyme
Now who baldhead in ninety-nine?

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

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