I am not now, what I was yesterday..
and I am not now what I shall be tomorrow..
I mean, this shit 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 bitch try to throw a pick, I`ll still spot it
(Glory and ??) Foxxx, 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 motherfuckin 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 shit 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 nigga that blast rhymes
on some rap ??, fill and bust the gat quick, fuck that shit
I`m the nigga you love to hate, the thug that wait
fo` yo` ass in the bushes with the AK-e
First I call yo` name, whisperin
Then I +LIFT+ yo` ass and have a snub-nose whistlin
You can think shit`s sweet cause I rap
I still split a nigga head like a canteloupe
(BITCH!) and I`m dope
cause I master the shit, plaster the shit
A true hip-hop nigga, the last of the shit
Lil` Fame, B-K born, been doin this
since the days of B-D-K, and TJ Swan
Nigga 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, fuck these kids
I will splash `em and ask `em who the fuck 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 shit is way out of control
.. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when I have moved on..
[Freddie Foxxx]
That`s right..
My heart is colder than icicles in Poland
Niggaz hate to see when Bumpy get mad, what I be holdin
Try to shit 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 nigga 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 shit 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 nigga I take it to +Blaze+
and tell `em make it 51 Greatest Niggaz of All Time
or I shoot up the page
I`m still the nicest nigga, fuck my age
Hand to hand I whup yo` motherfuckin 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 niggaz wild with me, feel my rhyme
Now who baldhead rules in ninety-nine?
[F] Who keep the real shit bangin in ya?
[M] The masta!
[F] Who take a block and start swangin 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 niggaz 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 shit is way out of control
