Freddie Foxxx/Bumpy Knuckles - Undagroundgoon lyrics

[Intro] Chik chika chika chik To the beat rock Bumpy Knuckles (word) Premo, rock, rock on To the beat (This is my sh** right there, B) Hardcore, underground Boom bap forever n***as said your was lazy Preem They bugging Yo [Verse 1] Do y'all really miss hip-hop? (Hell yeah!) Well I miss y'all too Well in fact I miss you so much, here's what I'm gon' do Im'ma lay down a nice barrage of hot bars That equal to the sum of me and the drum Head nod for you haters tryna figure me out f** rapping, if you want it, let the triggers be out Cause all this "cool then we beefing then we cool then we beefing Then we cool", sh** ain't cool You let corny n***as tell you that your music was wack Then you switch your whole style, now you dressing like that And you acting like that, and you talking like that How we 'spposed to look at you when New York bring it back It's more music for the minds to intake But while intaking it, you misrepresent how we making it This might be deep for you surface a** n***as Stuck on the surface, with no verses with Nobody want to hear your sh** no more I'm still underground rocking it raw I'm still an eyesore to MC's I soar, fold to terror, from the Golden Era, mic wars [Bridge: Scratches by DJ Premier] n***as had their run, now it's time for change When we step in the club, n***a tuck your chain [Verse 2] I'm a beast with the voice projectors Tap beats on your face [?] quick with the jaw connectors Salute to the boom bap beat collectors My lectures over this Preem perfection Flip word like a word flipper, the mic ripper rip mics Show up to shows with bikes While y'all still s**ing for a deal And you do a whole tour for some p**y and a meal, and call it real My n***a [?] back with the Alvin and the Chipmunks The fifth dump, and you'll be getting zip from that trip chump This boom bap is like boom bump Yeah it's DJ Premier and the underground goon Bump