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

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

You better keep rhymin',
'Fore I the shit outta you, you little fuckin' sissy
You niggaz ain't that's right, it's De La Soul, baby
And Bumpy Knuckles baby, alright, come on

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

To and stack, one whole decade
Yeah some got paid, waved in the fades
Fact of the matter my style will never
Managin' to keep it all

So you can stay and flourish with the truth
[Incomprehensible] some niggaz, I

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

But if clearly, merely and surely and, how it's gotta be
I got some thorough that's ridin' me
So witcha I'm not buyin' it B
come around thinkin' you can try it with me

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

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

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

Is it 'cause times is like a wire?
Gettin' treated by the crossfire
Ha-siyahh, burn bare well
To my decision for my livin'

I ain't the one 'Robin', I'm the one
Hip hop driven, and to die for it
When Scott LaRock died, man I cried and
Then some cats got callin' a woman a bitch

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

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

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

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

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

I'ma show you niggaz what a killer's all about, huh?
You niggaz ain't no gangsters
You don't wanna bust that motherfuckin' shit
I'll punch your whole chest cavity out,

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

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

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

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