(feat. Freddie Foxxx)
Hahahahahahahahaha!
[Freddie Foxxx]
HA! Check it out!
It's b**py Knuckles baby, also known as Freddie Foxxx
That's right, and I came to check my n***** De La Soul
See y'all n***** don't really wanna bust dat s*** huh
Yaknahmsayin? So I'ma show you n*****
the super-laser-gamma-ultra-killa-n**** special
You n***** ain't no killers
You m************ ain't gonna hurt nobody n****
You better keep rhymin n****
'fore I smack the s*** outta you you little f***** sissy
You n***** ain't real; that's right
It's De La Soul baby, and b**py m*********** Knuckles baby
Alright, c'mon on!
[Maseo (?)]
Check my stats, entire - apparat'
Even from the days when I had to roll strapped
Wonderin if I gotta go back to that
Zest to rub records from rap and kick facts
to tracks and stack, one (?) got kayed
Yeah some got paid, some waved in the fades
Fact of the matter my style will never fade
Managin to keep it all A-grade
So you can stay nourish and flourish with the truth
(??) (??) some n***** I know
If I need a mayday
Bust some f***** n***** tryin to play me cra-zay
Causin interruptions to my big pay-day
Playin with them guns make them f***** lea-ry
but if it's clear-ly
Merely and surely and, how it's gotta be
I got some thorough n***** that's ridin me
So witcha bullshit I'm not buyin it B
Don't come around thinkin you can try it with me
Cause uhh..
Chorus: repeat 2X
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (uh-uhh)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (no no)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (uh-uhh)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (no no!)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (uh-uhh!)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (NO NO!)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (UH-UHH!)
You don't wanna bust dat s***!!
[Maseo (?)]
Shick shick, CLIK-A-CLIK
This is where my people headin at
Innocent people are carryin gats
Now what the f*** is all that?
Is it cause times is live like a wire
gettin shock treated by the crossfire
Ha-siyahh, burn bare well prepared
to make my decision for my livin
I ain't the one +Robin+ I'm the one +Given+
Hip-Hop driven, and willin to die for it
When Scott LaRock died man I cried and s***
Then some cats got rich callin a woman a b****
but ain't no woman like the one I got
and if you call her a b**** well you might get (*BLAM*)
And I know the feelings is mutual
It's uncivilized and unsuitable
Crips and bloods are recruitable
Chorus
[Freddie Foxxx]
Ha ha, yeah you get the m*********** point, HUH?
You n***** get the m*********** point, HUH?
That's right so while you n***** is sittin up in central booking
Crying like b******, HUH?
I'm in the m*********** holdin block
waitin for your sweet p**** punk a**
And I'ma whoop the s*** out of you
for gettin on a f***** record, actin like you a f***** killer
I'ma show you n***** what a m*********** killer's all about, HUH?
You n***** ain't no m************ gangsters
You don't wanna bust that m*********** s*** punk
I'll punch your whole chest cavity out f*****
You ain't no real n****, n****
I'll smack the s*** out of you
cause you ain't a f***** live n****
You sittin in central booking, cryin like a b****
Waitin for your father, to come bail you out
and Freddie Foxxx don't play that s*** n****
That's right, b**py Knuckles m***********
And if you don't know, now you m*********** know
And yo De La, check it out - it's your m*********** man
And if any one of them n***** get sidewindin with you n****
let me know, and I will send them n***** hot ones
like I'm a m*********** Mexican - feel me on that one HUH?
Cause them n***** know me n****
Believe me n**** they know me
The m*********** troublemaker, that's right
And De La Soul, is rollin with b**p' Knux' n****
So WHAT?!?!! Tell me, WHAT?!?!?!
Hahahahahahahahaha!
[Freddie Foxxx]
HA! Check it out!
It's b**py Knuckles baby, also known as Freddie Foxxx
That's right, and I came to check my n***** De La Soul
See y'all n***** don't really wanna bust dat s*** huh
Yaknahmsayin? So I'ma show you n*****
the super-laser-gamma-ultra-killa-n**** special
You n***** ain't no killers
You m************ ain't gonna hurt nobody n****
You better keep rhymin n****
'fore I smack the s*** outta you you little f***** sissy
You n***** ain't real; that's right
It's De La Soul baby, and b**py m*********** Knuckles baby
Alright, c'mon on!
[Maseo (?)]
Check my stats, entire - apparat'
Even from the days when I had to roll strapped
Wonderin if I gotta go back to that
Zest to rub records from rap and kick facts
to tracks and stack, one (?) got kayed
Yeah some got paid, some waved in the fades
Fact of the matter my style will never fade
Managin to keep it all A-grade
So you can stay nourish and flourish with the truth
(??) (??) some n***** I know
If I need a mayday
Bust some f***** n***** tryin to play me cra-zay
Causin interruptions to my big pay-day
Playin with them guns make them f***** lea-ry
but if it's clear-ly
Merely and surely and, how it's gotta be
I got some thorough n***** that's ridin me
So witcha bullshit I'm not buyin it B
Don't come around thinkin you can try it with me
Cause uhh..
Chorus: repeat 2X
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (uh-uhh)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (no no)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (uh-uhh)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (no no!)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (uh-uhh!)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (NO NO!)
You don't wanna bust dat s*** (UH-UHH!)
You don't wanna bust dat s***!!
[Maseo (?)]
Shick shick, CLIK-A-CLIK
This is where my people headin at
Innocent people are carryin gats
Now what the f*** is all that?
Is it cause times is live like a wire
gettin shock treated by the crossfire
Ha-siyahh, burn bare well prepared
to make my decision for my livin
I ain't the one +Robin+ I'm the one +Given+
Hip-Hop driven, and willin to die for it
When Scott LaRock died man I cried and s***
Then some cats got rich callin a woman a b****
but ain't no woman like the one I got
and if you call her a b**** well you might get (*BLAM*)
And I know the feelings is mutual
It's uncivilized and unsuitable
Crips and bloods are recruitable
Chorus
[Freddie Foxxx]
Ha ha, yeah you get the m*********** point, HUH?
You n***** get the m*********** point, HUH?
That's right so while you n***** is sittin up in central booking
Crying like b******, HUH?
I'm in the m*********** holdin block
waitin for your sweet p**** punk a**
And I'ma whoop the s*** out of you
for gettin on a f***** record, actin like you a f***** killer
I'ma show you n***** what a m*********** killer's all about, HUH?
You n***** ain't no m************ gangsters
You don't wanna bust that m*********** s*** punk
I'll punch your whole chest cavity out f*****
You ain't no real n****, n****
I'll smack the s*** out of you
cause you ain't a f***** live n****
You sittin in central booking, cryin like a b****
Waitin for your father, to come bail you out
and Freddie Foxxx don't play that s*** n****
That's right, b**py Knuckles m***********
And if you don't know, now you m*********** know
And yo De La, check it out - it's your m*********** man
And if any one of them n***** get sidewindin with you n****
let me know, and I will send them n***** hot ones
like I'm a m*********** Mexican - feel me on that one HUH?
Cause them n***** know me n****
Believe me n**** they know me
The m*********** troublemaker, that's right
And De La Soul, is rollin with b**p' Knux' n****
So WHAT?!?!! Tell me, WHAT?!?!?!