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"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"i mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, I have moved on.."

danze]
Since a brand new year, I got a brand new attitude
And a brand new way to at a dude (salute!)
You remember the staff, that mastered the art
Of lettin the nines on the ave (nowwww)
If you don't know me then act like you do
And if you plan to blow me, you bet' not act you want to
(criminal instincts!) I got it
If a thick try to throw a pick, I'll still spot it
(glory and ? ? ) foxxx, I'm a
I raise hell with a .25, to show you I'm
Cousin - I put my hand on the book, and overlook
The deepest crew, and a motherfuckin throat
(it's the "murder he wrote") I to the plan,
I'm close to my fam - and I'm a very man
I you that danze, was out of control
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? - the masta!

"people! people!"
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now what I be tomorrow.."
"this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I have on.."

fame]
C'mon! when the last time you a nigga that blast rhymes
On some rap ? ? , fill and bust the gat quick, fuck that
I'm the you love to hate, the thug that wait
Fo' yo' ass in the bushes with the
First I yo' name, whisperin
Then I +lift+ yo' ass and a snub-nose whistlin
You can think shit's cause I rap
I still split a nigga head a canteloupe
(bitch!) and I'm
Cause I the shit, plaster the shit
A true hip-hop nigga, the last of the
Lil' fame, b-k born, doin this
the days of b-d-k, and tj swan
Nigga you choose, when I do 'em so bash and bruise
And confuse 'em, wait a minute did I 'em?
I'ma put it down baby, these kids
I will 'em and ask 'em who the fuck I is?
The masta!

"people! people!"
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"i mean, this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I moved on.."

[freddie
right..
My is colder than icicles in poland
Niggaz hate to see when bumpy get mad, what I be
Try to on me I won't hesitate, blow out your colon
Never registered a gun that I had, I like hot and stolen
And I don't leave no like I was bowlin
Strike a nigga chest, in the pocket like ryan - nolan
And I'll run you down, stomp yo' ass, and you swollen
Pick up your cash, all your burners and keep it rollin
Triple x raised, bumpy, I be blaze
That venom shit that I've been spittin from, in the days
Smashin mc's, the ways, you want it?
rappers up in bunches like, rap bouquets
I'm such a real nigga I it to +blaze+
And tell 'em it "51 greatest niggaz of all time"
Or I shoot up the
I'm still the nigga, fuck my age
Hand to hand I yo' motherfuckin ass, live on stage
I never to be, somethin I'm not
I'm a thug, and I die with it, it or not
All the real niggaz wild with me, feel my
Now who baldhead rules in

[f] who the real shit bangin in ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who a block and start swangin with ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who mic ready, send it to ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] knuckle game tight, and blue ya
[m] the masta!

"we need niggaz to bring it back..
So this is what it down to huh? "
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now I shall be tomorrow.."
"i mean, shit is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, I have moved on.."
"we need real to bring it back..
So this is what it comes to huh? "
"i am not now, I was yesterday..
And I am not now what I be tomorrow.."

"i mean, shit is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, when I moved on.."
"we need niggaz to bring it back..