Whattup GRRRR GRRRR
YEAH HA HA HA HA HA Awww man
Put it in
Bumpy Knuckles is the key
To a part of a motherf**ker that
Helped him figure out who he be
F-O-X times three
The first two in trainin
The third has a famous mc
Labels don't sign me
Unless you willin to restructure yo' shit and
Put the bucks behind me
I'm a nationwide G
Goons in countries that
I can't pronounce but they beside me
Bumpin hot beats
Car doors jumpin they Kenwood's pumpin
Under my seat
Two big butt bitches that'll bring ya
That kick it back in the bag
Under my seat
Stamp the bag boom bap
Hit the DJ's and move that
Underground heat YEAH Keep rockin
While the mainstream demises
And underground rises
The truth shows up in all shapes and sizes
I'm not political but understand politics
So I go to the street with
All that gutter wally shit
Niggas ain't really your man's and 'em
Especially when you feel like
You gotta put hands on 'em
So I keep my gun around peeps
That really ain't peeps ROCK ON
LISTEN It's not my job to fix hip hop
I didn't f**k it up
I put flavor in it suck it up
Awards goin on and niggas
Standin 'round takin swagger shots
Claimin hip hop and havin knots
As it appears I appear hear me bangin
Got the hammer in your ear pinky ringin
Music don't leak
WORD UP
Unless you got a whole in your team
SOLAAR TYPE SHIT
We call 'em studio creeps
YEAH
Yes Beats by the Perminator
Vocals by the Terminator
Salute to haters and
All the attention that give a n***a
Bloggers thank you for makin me a bigger n***a
'Cause I gotta eat turn the mic on and
Put a plate on the stage and watch me engage
In a year round feast
DJ Premier is the chef
Bumpy Knuckles is the waiter data
Gets stored through the drive
Through the mic via sata
Serve cold and heard hot
Made a-nother banger with Premier
'Nother notch in my career
From haters the downplayin the sound sake
Grinders don't sleep
Late night session with a spirit
That's tellin me they can't wait to hear it
I know you see these foul cats doin foul shit
So I confirm it continue
To spit the wild shit
Underground beef get clapped into patties
Then fried and served with fries
Like a ton of ground beef
Legacy of famous mc's
Minimized to a blue check varified
Why Beef between radio stations
Slowed down music production
People don't have patience
So they movin on
And they playin imitations
Make since
'Cause real niggas beefin over fake shit
It's some fake shit
Backstage is a make shift
Prison cell niggas can't survive the game
At the rate we goin
That's why they hate me flowin
I exposed these niggas for stabbin
Hip hop in the back
WORD UP GUESS WHO'S BACK
