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

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

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

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

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

So you can stay nourish and with the truth
[Incomprehensible] niggaz, I know

If I need a
some fuckin' niggaz tryin' to play me crazy
Causin' interruptions to my big
Playin' them guns make them fuckin' leary

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

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

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

Shick shick, a click
is where my people headin' at
Innocent are carryin' gats
Now what the fuck is all

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

I ain't the one 'Robin', I'm the one
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 bitch you might get
And I the feelings is mutual
uncivilized and unsuitable
Crips and bloods are

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And yo De La, it out, it's your motherfuckin' 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, feel me on that one,

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