"It's time for this real n***a sh**.."
"Bumpy Knucks.."
"Ha, hah-hah"
"n***az can't see I.."
"Fr-Fre-Fre, Freddie Foxxx with the twin millis" -> O.C.
"Ha, hah-hah"
"Bu-Bu, Buh-Bu, Bu, Bumpy Knucks.."
"n***as can't see I.."
"It's time for this real n***a sh**.."
When I was small I made pause tapes for "Super Sperm"
Rappin in high school, drinkin forties, smokin sherm
Listen to Cold Crush and Grandmaster Caz spittin
Gettin somethin in that n***az ain't now gettin; feel me
Remember everybody wanted to be "Peace, God, Divine"
Real n***az kept they attributes, right through '99
Peace to the god Taheem, watching over me
White chariots and horses, get me over rough courses
While I silence those voices that doubted my ability
To rip, through these young a** n***az
When I walk into the Lyricist Lounge, lyricists lounge
Cause n***az know that Bumpy Knucks'll tear this mutha down
Cause the rawest most illest sh**, make up my sound
That's why I stay gettin money, like them n***az uptown
I'm in your face - n***a wha**up now
f** all that peacemakin bullsh**
I heard you spit you like to pull sh**
That's all bullsh**, you keep your nine on some full sh**
You say you bust it, that's BULLsh*t!
You know the illest MC that ever did it
The rawest n***a that ever chewed up rhymes and spit it
In the new millennium cities, watch what I do
I'm bout to save hip-hop like Ghost did the Wu
For the DJ's, the rappers, the writers, the breakers
The movers, the shakers, the beat, the makers
What's stronger than hip-hop n***az they can't take us
If we deal with the real, and shut down the fakers
For the DJ's, the rappers, the writers, the breakers
The movers, the shakers, the beat, the makers
What's stronger than hip-hop n***az they can't take us
If we deal with the real, and shut down the fakers
I'm proud to be a black man in my existence, so f** the Klan
I ain't blinded by your j**els and your million dollar checks
I'm always ready for whatever's next
My road in life ain't easy cause I'm complex
You know the real, n***a turnin these fake hard n***az to gra**hoppers
Cause f'real here comes the realest, when I co*k the manstoppers
I remember talkin to Big Poppa; he said "Foxxx, you the illest,"
(uhh) I make the realest n***a feel it
Got a little mob of n***az I send to rob n***az
Take all that fly j**elry, and give it to my moms
I keep the industry up in arms like Zack La Roche
Cause they hate to see me comin, with this too black approach
Through the hardest time in hip-hop, I stayed afloat
So let me give the media some fly sh** to quote
I'ma always be a n***a, lookin through your eyes
So nothin that you do to me should come as no surprise
I continue bein raw dog, puttin in work
I drown a b**h and get away, like my name was Captain Kirk
Motherf**ers wanna hear it raw, Bumpy make it hurt
Step on stage, rip the whole sh** down and merc'
For the DJ's, the rappers, the writers, the breakers
The movers, the shakers, the beat, the makers
What's stronger than hip-hop n***az they can't take us
If we deal with the real, and shut down the fakers
What f**ed you up is that I'm so nice and don't rehearse
On any record I'm the king of the third verse
It's +Strictly Business+, if it's +Personal+ I let you know
I hold your heart until the Lord tell me let you go
Don't need advice from no corny a** A&R that never filled a milk crate
With breakbeats, I keep it raw n***a straight street
To my comrades in L.A, L.A., L.A.
I still got the bulletproof - Pelle, Pelle, Pelle
Keep the music underground as I reiterate twice
Tell n***az to they face, I thought you wasn't nice
Kick my a**? Nah, not likely; out mic me?
Not likely, stay on the sidelines like Spike Lee
n***as know Bumpy like to flow all out
Microphone, gun in hands n***a, go all out
No exceptions to females I ride 'em giddyup
How bad I wanna f** Brat, since she pushed them titties up
It's the underground sound that designs the street
Freddie Foxxx designed the rhyme, Premier designed the beat
For the DJ's, the rappers, the writers, the breakers
The movers, the shakers, the beat, the makers
What's stronger than hip-hop n***az they can't take us
If we deal with the real, and shut down the fakers
"Bumpy Knucks.."
"n***az can't see I.."
"Fr-Fre-Fre, Freddie Foxxx with the twin millis" -> O.C.
"Bu-Bu, Buh-Bu, Bu, Bumpy Knucks.."
"It's time for this real n***a sh**.."