Freddie Foxxx/Bumpy Knuckles - Masquerade lyrics

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Freddie Foxxx/Bumpy Knuckles - Masquerade lyrics

[Wyclef] (Billy Danze) The streets is mad right now (Tell 'em why we mad!) Rappers, whatever you call yourselves pack your bags and get outta town (Get outta town! Get out!) Cause I'mma strike down on thee with great vengeance and furious anger Those who attempt to poison the hood I'mma let y'all know the preacher's son is back! (Waiya!) Uh, Refugees One time, M.O.P. (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Two times, uh, Bumpy Knuckles (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Now the world is in trouble, come on (Oh, oh) Yo, you're number one on the charts! (You're a masquerade!) Paying for your Billboard slots! (You're a masquerade!) Because the block knows hot! (You're a masquerade!) You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (Masquerade!) I'm on first so: this ain't a rap verse it's more like a voodoo curse So when you die, the kids'll throw rocks at your hearse Cause you lie too much - you ain't got no gat at your arms reach Just aimed it at your headpiece now you pissin' in your briefs Hold up! We just saw you on your BET, your MTV Your public access channel talkin' bout "I'm a thug!" You're an animal, a cannibal, you even scared Hannibal But when the blackout came, no lights for your candles So welcome to the real world where a spade is a spade And I'mma call it like I see it and ya'll livin in a masquerade Even though Jacob iced you out with the baguette Money with no respect, that makes you a suspect So you can't ride through Brownsville You wan't peace, you better call Churchill If not, feel 'Clef when he connects with M.O.P. family And plays guitar at your eulogy You wanna claim you run the blocks! (You're a masquerade!) Givin' information to the cops! (You're a masquerade!) Howc ome you've never seen a rock! (You're a masquerade!) You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (Masquerade!) [Billy Danze] (Lil' Fame) Uh, uh, uh Now you grimy little ba*tards line up, time's up, I'm up (They see it) William Danze'll show you how to get it crunk (I'm still) plottin' with Foxxx (to d**h) I do it with Clef (Forever) We're world mackin' that's to the d**h (n***a) blast (blast) blast royalty you youngsters better get back Before you get a setback and get clapped That's it and that's that, Clap! (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) Now I'm gone (n***a) haul that Take all that and fall back [Lil' Fame] (Billy Danze) I kick too much a** (kick a**) to rock shoes by Prada (f**) Gucci shoes, Timbs mo' hotter (hah) We still ? down sh** The street don't want that watered down (bullsh**) (n***a) Fame we clear the whole stage (uh) You don't wanna ride with us, (n***as) we got road rage! [Wyclef] (M.O.P.) Now I'mma let my hoods out! (You're a masquerade!) Unless you feedin' the dogs! (You're a masquerade!) That's why we steal and we rob! (You're a masquerade!) You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (Masquerade!) [Bumpy Knuckles] I'm coming, I'm here Sixteen bars of murder, real murder, baby this ain't a facade n***as pumping they fist like they punchin' at God Over ten years rippin' emcees, I bring it hard Don't make me split your chest and pull your card R&B singer the greatest and now barred Cause he been feelin' on booties of too-young cuties Got more bombs left you punk n***as Reach to shake the Bumpy hand you got no arms left You ain't a pimp, n***a you ain't a mack You keep b**hes in the house all day I keep them on the track Drinkin' CoCo wearin' long mink coats black Hear them twelve inch stillettos tappin' through the ghetto I can see it in your eyes lil n***a you ain't a part Of shake a n***as hand, shake a n***a heart I keep the underground in shape and never be soft You wanna make it like the fat naked b**hes turnin' me off! [Wyclef] (M.O.P.) Now I'mma let my hoods out! (You're a masquerade!) Unless you feedin' the dogs! (You're a masquerade!) That's why we steal and we rob! (You're a masquerade!) You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (Masquerade!) Miri Ben-Ari won't you take 'em to the middle east [Billy Danze] (Lil' Fame) Uh uh uh (uh) uh (uh) Uh (uh) uh uh (uh) uh (uh) Uh uh (uh) uh (uh) yeah (uh) Yeah (yeah) yeah (uh) yeah (yeah) waiya!