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freddie foxxx – speakers in the park lyrics

[verse 1]
speakers in the park project beats
under speakers in the park
emcee sk!lls is a must
old-school n-ggas don’t fuss
we got way too many rhymes to bust, trust
remember “yes yes y’all” and “don’t stop the body rock”?
i was a part of that
cause shots that i popped made they body rock
body drop
records, like boxes are way too heavy
it’s freddie foxxx, off the top
lyrically balanced
everything i rhyme about ain’t all about violence
even if i put violence in it
it’s only for a minute
twenty four hundred a minute
is that collaboration limit for you gimmicks
you n-ggas rhyming for a ham sandwich
the middle of a man sandwich — pause

step up your flow game
some you n-ggas sound so lame
still acting like no-names
no gain, no game
no pain, no b-tching
no lying, no crying
no sh-tting on the tour bus
guns loaded that will bust
if anybody disrespect us
we trust that the real n-ggas will respect it
cause all the real n-ggas stay connected
y’all on that internet sh-t talking beef sh-t
i’m on some bust you in your head on the motherf-cking street sh-t
leak your yankee fitted
and the streets gon’ thank me with it
f-ck your ideologies
i’d rather hear the hood stories of prodigy over primo
that speaks to all the cats that we know
salute andre 3000 and cee-lo
who invented that steelo?
it’s just an argument amongst me and my n-ggas
cause everybody gotta start somewhere
you probably saying, what the f-ck do you care?
cause y’all n-ggas up north can’t get your records off
and, i agree with that
cause y’all dirty south cats got copycats who started rap
now that’s powerful and pitiful
that a legend can’t remain spittable
n-ggas is cl-ssic, literal
i’mma keep rocking to this beat cause it’s so dope
baldhead isaac, lyrically i’m sick
my rhymes put cats under pressure
cause i weave my words through they songs like a sweater
they start sweating, become sweat-ers
watching how i spit every letter
words which i spit better
vocabulary, you spit hard but you scary
that scares me
or better yet, concerns me
that’s why i keep them hammers on my hip
the same ones that burn me
twin glizzle
front and i show you they still work, for shizzle
can bump knucks say, “for shizzle”?
well, i respect e-40 and snoop d-o-double gizzle
and before the game fizzle
i gotta give props to certain n-ggas
i respect they grizzle
i’m not dissing — never no disrespect ever
bumpy knuckles raising n-ggas up like a lever
elevator, cause i like to elevate you
i never hate you
y’all n-ggas made the game more relevant
while i remain the elephant
stomping out snakes and fakes

- freddie foxxx lyrics

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