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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, when I have on.."

danze]
Since it's a new year, I got a brand new attitude
And a brand new way to at a dude (salute!)
You remember the staff, that the fine art
Of the nines bark on the ave (nowwww)
If you know me then don't act like you do
And if you to blow me, you bet' not act like you want to
(criminal instincts!) I got it
If a thick bitch try to throw a pick, still spot it
(glory and ? ? ) foxxx, I'm a
I raise hell with a .25, to you I'm live
Cousin - I put my on the good 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 emotional 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 I shall be tomorrow.."
"this is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, I have moved on.."

fame]
C'mon! when the last time you seen a nigga that blast
On some rap ? ? , and bust the gat quick, fuck that shit
I'm the nigga you love to hate, the thug that
Fo' yo' ass in the with the ak-e
First I yo' name, whisperin
Then I +lift+ yo' ass and have a whistlin
You can shit's sweet cause I rap
I still split a nigga like a canteloupe
(bitch!) and I'm
Cause I master the shit, the shit
A true hip-hop nigga, the of the shit
Lil' fame, b-k born, doin this
the days of b-d-k, and tj swan
Nigga you choose, I do 'em boom so bash and bruise
And confuse 'em, wait a did I lose 'em?
put it down baby, fuck 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, shit is way out of control"
".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to me
By yesterday, I have moved on.."

foxxx]
right..
My heart is colder than icicles in
hate to see when bumpy get mad, what I be holdin
Try to shit on me I won't hesitate, blow out 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, right in the like ryan - nolan
And I'll run you down, stomp yo' ass, and leave you
Pick up your cash, take all your burners and keep it
Triple x raised, bumpy, I be blaze
venom shit that I've been spittin from, back in the days
Smashin mc's, the ways, you want it?
Blowin rappers up in bunches like, rap
I'm such a real nigga I take it to
And 'em make it "51 greatest niggaz of all time"
Or I shoot up the
I'm the nicest nigga, fuck my age
Hand to hand I whup yo' motherfuckin ass, live on
I claim 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, my rhyme
Now who baldhead in ninety-nine?

[f] who keep the shit bangin in ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who take a and start swangin with ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who still mic ready, it to ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] knuckle tight, black and blue ya
[m] the masta!

"we need niggaz to bring it back..
So is what it comes 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 down to huh? "
"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.."
"we need real niggaz to it back..