[Freddie Foxxx]

Yeah, uh-huh, you ready?

It's Bumpy Knuckles baby, we tear this mothafucker down!

Welcome to the underground where hardcore niggas are found

We're beatin niggas down, make you world-reknown

Where street beef set off once, never forgiven

Where real niggas never give up, we fugitivin

That's how we be livin, where niggas vibe on the raw shit

Come out, your face fucked up and get your jaw split

Nigga, we pick your teeth up and put em on a string like bones

And send your punk ass home alone

I got stock in this microphone you innuendos

I get you beat the fuck up and played like Nintendo

Maybe smoke like the hydro endo, you niggas is hookers

I hit you wit the four pound tuckers

Have you ever seen a rap stampede?

Well bring em underground, and I'll run em down

You know my reputation, my voice over disco beats is violation

New York walk, New York talk

And when I blow you niggas dime, I use my own chalk

So watch what the fuck you say and what you do

For real, niggas bring it to you and your whole crew

Bring in baby, you ready?



[Chorus]

I got stock in this game

Got a bad reputation for bringin the glock to the game

You know my name

So if you ever come across me wrong

Just remember the words to this song



I be hearin mad MC's, I study your rhymes

And I noticed that you niggas is just wastin time

I don't take it to wack niggas, they self-destruct

I take it to nice niggas and FUCK THEM UP!

So the fact that you be shinin makes it even better for me

That just leaves more cheddar for me

I keep it blacker than Cadillacs in '69

Total eclispe your record and stole your shine

Sixteen bars of homemade moonshine rhyme

And I still had you mothafuckers payin