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lirik lagu bumpy knuckles – stock in the game

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[freddie foxxx]
yeah, uh-huh, you ready?
it’s b-mpy knuckles baby, we tear this mothaf-cker down!
welcome to the underground where hardcore n-gg-s are found
we’re beatin n-gg-s down, make you world-reknown
where street beef set off once, never forgiven
where real n-gg-s never give up, we fugitivin
that’s how we be livin, where n-gg-s vibe on the raw sh-t
come out, your face f-cked up and get your jaw split
n-gg-, we pick your teeth up and put em on a string like bones
and send your punk -ss home alone
i got stock in this microphone you innuendos
i get you beat the f-ck up and played like nintendo
maybe smoke like the hydro endo, you n-gg-s is hookers
i hit you wit the four pound tuckers
have you ever seen a rap stampede?
well bring em underground, and i’ll run em down
you know my reputation, my voice over disco beats is violation
new york walk, new york talk
and when i blow you n-gg-s dime, i use my own chalk
so watch what the f-ck you say and what you do
for real, n-gg-s bring it to you and your whole crew
bring in baby, you ready?

[chorus]
i got stock in this game
got a bad reputation for bringin the glock to the game
you know my name
so if you ever come across me wrong
just remember the words to this song

i be hearin mad mc’s, i study your rhymes
and i noticed that you n-gg-s is just wastin time
i don’t take it to wack n-gg-s, they self-destruct
i take it to nice n-gg-s and f-ck them up!
so the fact that you be shinin makes it even better for me
that just leaves more cheddar for me
i keep it blacker than cadillacs in ’69
total eclispe your record and stole your shine
sixteen bars of homemade moonshine rhyme
and i still had you mothaf-ckers payin me mine
w-ssup, watch me sn-tch a hundred grand on you n-gg-s
no tax while you loudmouth braggin–ss n-gg-s fake jacks
yeah i’m nice wit my mothaf-ckin hands
and i bust my heats, freddie foxxx celebrity box out the beats
my flow is so cold
start a rainy day snowin, my voice fertilize your thoughts to start growin
it’s b-mpy knuckles and raw n-gg-s incorporated
the real n-gg-s love it, the fake n-gg-s hate it
you mothaf-ckers ready for this? check it out

chorus 2x

i go one two three four five, i make it live
simple–ss sh-t like that be soundin wack
but when i spit the lyrical terror that makes n-gg-s hide they jewels
wild n-gg-s start c-ckin they tools
i got my ethics from the older school, if you wack then i spit it
something to steal, i come get it
if freddie foxxx want beef, n-gg-s ain’t wit it
some n-gg-s wanna try my style but can’t fit it
i be hearin n-gg-s that sound like me
but ain’t never ever really put it down like me
plus them n-gg-s ain’t really underground like me
street reputation, love town-to-town like me
you b-tch–ss mothaf-ckers i squared off in the mainstream
world, actin like a mothaf-ckin girls
i wet you like a jheri curl and you’ll explode like uranium
the only thing you’ll have to fall back on is your cranium
you soft n-gg-s could never be iller
than the holemaker, holefiller
b-mpy knucks keep it realer, the bloodspiller
don’t f-ck wit a mothaf-ckin killer, turn it up!

chorus 2x
-on second time, last line is “then all you mothaf-ckers’ll be gone”-


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