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"I am not now, what I was yesterday..
and I am not now what I shall be tomorrow.."
"I mean, this s**t is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when I have moved on.."
Billy Danze
Since it's a brand new year, I got a brand new attitude
and a brand new way to come at a dude (SALUTE!)
You remember the staff, that mastered the fine art
of lettin the nines bark on the ave (NOWWWW)
If you don't know me then don't act like you do
And if you plan to blow me, you bet' not act like you want to
(Criminal instincts!) I still got it
If a thick b*tch try to throw a pick, I'll still spot it
(Glory and ??) Fox x x, I'm a survivor
I raise hell with a .25, to show you I'm live
Cousin - I put my hand on the good book, and overlook
the deepest crew, and split a motherfkin throat
(It's the "Murder He Wrote") I stick to the plan,
I'm close to my fam - and I'm a very emotional man
I told you that Danze, was out of control
?? ?? ?? ?? ?? - the masta!
"People! People!"
"I am not now, what I was yesterday..
and I am not now what I shall be tomorrow.."
"This s**t is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when I have moved on.."
Lil' Fame
C'mon! When the last time you seen a nigg* that blast rhymes
on some rap ??, fill and bust the gat quick, fk that s**t
I'm the nigg* you love to hate, the thug that wait
fo' yo' as* in the bushes with the AK-e
First I call yo' name, whisperin
Then I +LIFT+ yo' as* and have a snub-nose whistlin
You can think s**t's sweet cause I rap
I still split a nigg* head like a canteloupe
(b*tch!) and I'm dope
cause I master the s**t, plaster the s**t
A true hip-hop nigg*, the last of the s**t
Lil' Fame, B-K born, been doin this
since the days of B-D-K, and TJ Swan
nigg* you choose, when I do 'em boom so bash and bruise
and confuse 'em, wait a minute did I lose 'em?
I'ma put it down baby, fk these kids
I will splash 'em and ask 'em who the fk I is?
The masta!
"People! People!"
"I am not now, what I was yesterday..
and I am not now what I shall be tomorrow.."
"I mean, this s**t is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when I have moved on.."
Freddie Fox x x
That's right..
My heart is colder than icicles in Poland
hate to see when Bumpy get mad, what I be holdin
Try to s**t on me I won't hesitate, blow out your colon
Never registered a gun that I had, I like them hot and stolen
And I don't leave no spares like I was bowlin
Strike a nigg* chest, right in the pocket like Ryan - Nolan
And I'll run you down, stomp yo' ass, and leave you swollen
Pick up your cash, take all your burners and keep it rollin
Triple X raised, Bumpy, I be John Blaze
That venom s**t that I've been spittin from, back in the days
Smashin MC's, countin the ways, you want it?
Blowin rappers up in bunches like, rap bouquets
I'm such a real nigg* I take it to +Blaze+
and tell 'em make it "51 Greatest of All Time"
or I shoot up the page
I'm still the nicest nigg*, fk my age
Hand to hand I whup yo' motherfkin ass, live on stage
I never claim to be, somethin I'm not
I'm a thug, and I die with it, like it or not
All the real wild with me, feel my rhyme
Now who baldhead rules in ninety-nine?
F Who keep the real s**t bangin in ya?
M The masta!
F Who take a block and start swngin with ya?
M The masta!
F Who still mic ready, send it to ya?
M The masta!
F Knuckle game tight, black and blue ya
M The masta!
"We need real to bring it back..
so this is what it comes down to huh?"
"I am not now, what I was yesterday..
and I am not now what I shall be tomorrow.."
"I mean, this s**t is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when I have moved on.."
"We need real to bring it back..
so this is what it comes down to huh?"
"I am not now, what I was yesterday..
and I am not now what I shall be tomorrow.."
"I mean, this s**t is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when I have moved on.."
"We need real to bring it back..