Lyrics:

f/ Freddie Foxxx







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[Intro]



yo, now its time



I want everybody to listen



Come on



Cause when I get on the mic and do my thing



You need to listen



Reach out and feel this



Check it out







[Verse 1]



Rockin is a state of mind for niggaz who really do it



Leavin suckaz behind and cant move through it



You cut a throat to do better than niggaz doing better



But you can't cut the neck of the second letter



U MP knucks rappers get swung like trucks



Niggaz swearing that he nice when he really suck



And yo ruck why do rappers say they thugs and gangstas



When they halloween dress up nigga panty hose



Acting like he hard with them new edition candy girl flow



Im funky like george sir knows



I'm real like tax time you try to escape



I clamp down on your real estate and your fake estate



That means everything rented borrowed stolen



And anything you might be holdin



I Come like ?? it us



Under pressure buss it



Philly soul reaching



Bumpy heart touching



Jazzy like jeff nigga I'm not a giraffe



Im bumpy abdu jamal I clap you fast



And be dead centre chest like the gold medallion



That hangs around a neck on a old italian







[Chorus]



Scram kid your new to me you bother (that's right its bumpy knuckles)



Cause I know you niggaz really aint thugs



you trying to be hardcore but you really not



I'll write your eulogy you bother me(that's right)



It'll be no help from family or friends



nobody can really help you now







[Verse 2]



Here I am the real emcee



Writing off sucka emcees like I'm dmc



Little killers in the bm 3



Follow one be in the black 600 with the one true v



I'm in V12 but wherever I dwell



They bust for me in heaven they bust for me from hell



Cause I'm still hot any rapper I fear not



I give it to you raw like my pops was gil scott



Mama was jill scott



Humming melodies



My head on her chest feeling the bass in her breast



Time nor space exists for the man



That knows the eternal



Don't make me return you



You can pull it out



Wave it no doubt



But before you bust it off



Heres one to think about



Come to bumpy get your heart tested



If you pass you'll be passing out



I'm blasting in and I'm blasting out







[Chorus]



Scram kid your new to me you bother me (that's right)



Cause I know yall niggaz really aint thugs



you trying to be hardcore but you're not (your not)



I'll write your eulogy you bother me



It'll be no help from family or friends



nobody can really help you now (come on)







[Verse 3]



I'm more convinced now than on a part on my life



That I'm a die with rhyming kids and a rhyming wife



I'm a body every nigga that ever did me trife



That's word to great grand grandma indian and her carving knife



I'm power in its finest hour ask queen latifah



Whose the hardest rap gansgta that she'll ever speak ta



You better check my record



Matter fact check my album industry shook down



Niggaz is shook down



Its time for revolution



Cause I see booty its wax prostitution



'Im the chairmen of busting niggaz with chairs



Cracking niggaz heads open with heineken beers



Most people see my shadow black and wide



But cant see my heart black with pride



Cause you got a devil inside



Plotting for the spot where the late great biggie reside



I be a father like big chuck



Raising my son and keep the enemy close



And bust their gun



I step to a few niggaz and made em all one



With a 16 shot beretta that I call fun



Music must reflect the time time reflect the music



The shorty come correct if you next to use it



From lil bow wow to lil zane



I told lista kane brother little daddy shane



I always spit a nigga name



And hope to god he answer then I get all in his body



Like a nasty cancer



I take honour and take pride in the mic and I fight for it



Like it was a civil rights baby







[Chorus 2x]



Scram kid your new to me you bother (bumpy knuckles)



Cause I know yall niggaz really aint thugs



you trying to be hardcore but you really not (not baby)



I'll write your eulogy you bother me



It'll be no help from family or friends nobody can really help you now







Scram kid your new to me you bother



Cause I know you niggaz really aint thugs



you trying to be hardcore but you really not (your not)



I'll write your eulogy you bother me



It'll be no help from family or friends nobody can really help you now







Lets go