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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, when I moved on.."

Danze]
Since it's a new year, I got a brand new attitude
and a new way to come at a dude (SALUTE!)
You remember the staff, mastered the fine art
of the nines bark on the ave (NOWWWW)
If you don't 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 throw a pick, still spot it
(Glory and ??) Foxxx, I'm a
I raise hell with a .25, to you I'm live
Cousin - I put my hand on the good book, and
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 emotional man
I told you that Danze, was out of
?? ?? ?? ?? ?? - 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 nigga that 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 bushes with the
First I yo' name, whisperin
Then I +LIFT+ yo' ass and have a snub-nose
You can shit's sweet cause I rap
I still split a nigga like a canteloupe
(BITCH!) and I'm
cause I the shit, plaster the shit
A true nigga, the last of the shit
Lil' Fame, B-K born, been this
the days of B-D-K, and TJ Swan
Nigga you choose, I do 'em boom so bash and bruise
and confuse 'em, a minute did I lose 'em?
I'ma put it baby, fuck these kids
I will '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 what I be tomorrow.."
"I mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
by yesterday, I have moved on.."

[Freddie
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 a gun that I had, I like them hot and stolen
And I don't leave no spares I was bowlin
Strike a chest, right in the pocket like Ryan - Nolan
And run you down, stomp yo' ass, and leave you swollen
Pick up your cash, take all your burners and it rollin
X raised, Bumpy, I be John Blaze
That venom shit that I've been spittin from, back in the
Smashin MC's, countin the ways, you it?
rappers up in bunches like, rap bouquets
I'm such a nigga I take it to +Blaze+
and tell 'em make it "51 Niggaz of All Time"
or I up the page
I'm still the nigga, fuck my age
Hand to hand I whup yo' motherfuckin ass, 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 niggaz wild with me, my rhyme
Now who rules in ninety-nine?

[F] Who the real 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 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 what I 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 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, I have moved on.."
"We need niggaz to bring it back..