Pete Rock - Patch Up the Pieces lyrics

Aha...Pete Rock..aha..Pete rock Hail..! It's Bumpy Knuckles Baby..HA Aha (Verse 1: Freddie Foxxx) I'm from a world where a man of my complexion makes no laws And we struggle like madmen hustling for Top position my hip-hop style crosses every boundery Now who sound like me? While like I'm Bumpy Knuck Bill Freddie Manson Smacking up fake a** rappers that's soft like the hansons I've been ripping used dancers When n******gs had high top fades and kid and played I was cancer..Sick Move back bumpy's got this groove back But Wait I must correct myself B cause bumpy never loose that Pete Rock blesses me with beats like that Halloween treats And I spit it for these rugged a** streets So it talked too cold how am I presented Better than me I'm God-sent cause how you'll keep the god bent I'm a hip-hop creator blacker than Darth Vader I'll be Bumpy Knuckles now I'll be Bumpy Knuckles later Come On! (Chorus) It's the international illest MC Bumpy Knuckles baby and the Muro MC With Pete Rock chopping the beats cross the fata From New York to Japan Hip-Hop creators *scratch* Dunn these n******gs thought they started something wild (Nas) *scratch* I spit sh** *scratch* Freddie foxxx, check it out(Guru) *scratch* (Verse 2: Muro) (Chorus) (Verse 3: Freddie Foxxx) Feel it I smile at the truth, I smile at the youth When this song come out hot, I smile in the booth I smile as a mack that flashed his gold tooth And I smiled in the proj getting head on the roof n******gs that know my stylo Know that I be low Seldom seen that's how I creep the cream Know what I mean? I've been in the game for udeen In Japan counting Yen like American Cream (Muro) (Chorus)