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Ha, it out
It's Knuckles baby, also known as Freddie Foxxx
That's right, and I came to check my De La Soul
See y'all niggaz don't wanna bust dat shit, huh

You know I'm So I'ma show you niggaz
The super gamma ultra killa nigga special
You niggaz ain't no
You motherfuckers ain't hurt nobody, nigga

You keep rhymin', nigga
'Fore I smack the shit outta you, you little fuckin'
You niggaz ain't real; that's right, De La Soul, baby
And Bumpy motherfuckin' Knuckles baby, alright, on

Check my stats, entire
Even the days when I had to roll strapped
Wonderin' if I go back to that
Zest to rub records from rap and facts

To and stack, one whole decade
some got paid, some waved in the fades
Fact of the my style will never fade
to keep it all A-grade

So you can stay nourish and with the truth
some niggaz, I know

If I need a
Bust some fuckin' niggaz tryin' to play me
Causin' to my big pay-day
with them guns make them fuckin' leary

But if it's clearly, merely and and, how it's gotta be
I got thorough niggaz that's ridin' me
So witcha bullshit I'm not it B
Don't come around thinkin' you can try it me

You don't wanna dat shit
You don't wanna bust dat
You don't wanna dat shit
You wanna bust dat shit

You wanna bust dat shit
You don't bust dat shit
You don't wanna dat shit
You don't wanna dat shit

shick, click a click
This is where my headin' at
people are carryin' gats
Now the fuck is all that?

Is it 'cause times is live a wire?
shock treated by the crossfire
Ha-siyahh, burn well prepared
To make my for my livin'

I the one 'Robin', I'm the one 'Given'
Hip hop driven, and to die for it
When Scott died, man I cried and shit
Then some cats got callin' a woman a bitch

But ain't no woman the one I got
And if you call her a well you might get
And I know the is mutual
It's uncivilized and
Crips and are recruitable

But you don't wanna bust dat
You don't wanna bust dat
You wanna bust dat shit
You don't wanna dat shit

You don't bust dat shit
You don't bust dat shit
You don't wanna dat shit
You wanna bust dat shit

Ha ha, yeah you get the point, huh?
You niggaz get the motherfuckin' point,
That's right so while you niggaz is up in central booking
Crying bitches, huh?

I'm in the motherfuckin' holdin'
Waitin' for sweet pussy punk ass
And I'ma the shit out of you
For on a fuckin' record, actin' like you a fuckin' killer

show you niggaz what a motherfuckin' killer's all about, huh?
You niggaz no motherfucking gangsters
You don't bust that motherfuckin' shit punk
punch your whole chest cavity out, fagot

You no real nigga, nigga
I'll smack the out of you
'Cause you ain't a live, nigga
You in central booking, cryin' like a bitch

for your father to come bail you out
And Foxxx don't play that shit, nigga
That's right, Knuckles motherfucker
And if you know, now you motherfuckin' know

And yo De La, check it out, it's motherfuckin' man
And if any one of them niggaz get side windin' with you
Let me know, and I will send them hot ones
Like I'm a motherfuckin' Mexican, feel me on one, huh?

'Cause them niggaz know me nigga, believe me, nigga they me
The motherfuckin' troublemaker, right
And De La Soul, is rollin' Bump' Knux' nigga
So what? Tell me,