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bumpy knuckles – bumpy bring it home (featuring billy danz of m.o.p.) lyrics

ayo, turn the, turn the music up some more
in the headphones for me
check it out [c’mon!]
you ready, it’s b*mpy knuckles baby
sendin this out to my n*gg*s
all them hardcore street corner, wilders
ha, ha, freddie foxxx baby
that’s right, diamond d baby

[verse 1]
whoever thought that i’d be mr. lyrical flows nice
like sunsets on the rio grande
grantin after sisters checkin out they can can
my lyrical ability keeps them real n*gg*s
that listen to hip hop feelin me
i keep it underground, sound’s a buck china
even in j*pan they know, i’m the ultimate
spit at me verse, like it’s my last one
slow ones, fast ones, i blast past the fake *ss ones
you see, i don’t think no n*gg*’s nicer than me
i’m not conceited, that’s how i read it, these n*gg*s heated
i dissect your verses like science cl*ss frogs
i see your rap records is swine, like hogs
now cipher, that’s like turnin down janet for mich*lle pfeiffer
see freddie foxxx aint wit that
my sh*t is hotter than cayenne pepper, the mic wrecker
the lethal weapon, i keep you high steppin
it’s not my fault that n*gg*s listen to me
and wanna rob sh*t, ’cause i do my motherf*ckin job kid
if you a thug then you recognize what you see before you
eyes and ears said freddie foxxx is here
i been waitin it, doin it, sayin it
rollin by my motherf*ckin self with my burner c*cked slayin it
and i aint seen nothing that could make me believe
there’s a n*gg* rappin liver than me, you feel me

[hook 2x: billy danze]
you in a cl*ss of your own, b*mpy’s in the zone
leave b*mpy alone! b*mpy get it on
b*mpy spit chrome, b*mpy hold a throne
now, b*mpy bring it home!

[verse 2]
i wear rolex watches and alligator shoes
where n*gg*s thought devil jeans was the big news
i had fifty miles on my brand new benz in ’89
when you wanted me to critique your rhyme
it just was all right
n*gg*s brought rappers to me, for approval
now i give you sixteen bars, for removal
i punch you in your temple make you stagger like yeltsin
over hand right to the brain is what you felt son
then i take off my belt son
show you what a whippin is, what a true real mic rippin is
you fake n*gg*s can’t make it hard for real n*gg*s ’cause
there’s no defense for the truth so what the deal n*gg*
no matter who tell it, real n*gg*s always prevail
just like a fake n*gg* always fail
n*gg*s livin in a fairy tale, until they get beef
then he want peace, b*tch, you just a rap p*ssy
you comin just a lyrical lunatic
i make it blacker than midnight at 12 o’clock noon and sh*t
i keep rollin like the black navi with them micky thompsons
halogen lights, i keep my flow tight
the new b*mpy sh*t is like the new jordans when they come out
got emcees rappin wit they gun out
memorize lyrics and i spit ’em to the needy
send love to my n*gg* tweety, and can you feel me


[verse 3]
i treat ’em like what stick up kids is to dark alleys
what’s slick rick is to bally’s
what played out ny n*gg*s is to cali
runnin from the i’ll sh*t
i do what record labels don’t like, the real sh*t
money is energy, i’m hyped up
step on stage with that bullsh*t, get hair wiped up
i be up in your crib, with my two black sigs in your ribs
takin everything you got to give
the black robin hood i rock for n*gg*s that can’t afford rolies
ride around and in tagged up stolies
i keep the truth like the holy qu’ran
here’s a game plan, ambush, best attack, hit off my man
i make you n*gg*s listen to some lyrical sh*t
some miracle sh*t, some empirical sh*t
now i’m in flipmode, i got my gun in your brain
and make you run you ch ch ch cha ch ch ch cha chain
b*mpy plays no games, it’s all real here
can’t get my gun in the club, i keep it real near
i’m harder than a bulletproof vest wrapped around a steel pole
six shots all through your body like real soul
james brown or the meters
i’m gunnin for you no talent rap style eaters
when diamond d blessed me i had to come rugged
or unplug it, only true thugs can f*ck sh*t


- bumpy knuckles lyrics

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