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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But if it's clearly, 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 dat shit
You don't bust dat shit
You don't bust dat shit
You wanna bust dat shit

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

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

Is it 'cause times is live like a
shock treated by the crossfire
Ha-siyahh, burn bare prepared
To make my decision for my

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You no real nigga, nigga
I'll the shit out of you
'Cause you a fuckin' live, nigga
You in central booking, cryin' like a bitch

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

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

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