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the mastas (feat. m.o.p.) - freddie foxxx lyrics

(feat. m.o.p.)

“i am not now, what i was yesterday..
and i am not now what i shall be tomorrow..”
“i mean, this sh-t is way out of control”
“.. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when i have moved on..”

[billy danze]
since it’s a brand new year, i got a brand new att-tude
and a brand new way to come at a dude (salute!)
you remember the staff, that mastered the fine art
of lettin the nines bark on the ave (nowwww)
if you don’t know me then don’t act like you do
and if you plan to blow me, you bet’ not act like you want to
(criminal instincts!) i still got it
if a thick b-tch try to throw a pick, i’ll still spot it
(glory and ??) foxxx, i’m a survivor
i raise h-ll with a .25, to show you i’m live
cousin – i put my hand on the good book, and overlook
the deepest crew, and split a motherf-ckin throat
(it’s the “murder he wrote”) i stick to the plan
i’m close to my fam – and i’m a very emotional man
i told you that danze, was out of control
?? ?? ?? ?? ?? – the masta!

“people! people!”
“i am not now, what i was yesterday..
and i am not now what i shall be tomorrow..”
“this sh-t is way out of control”
“.. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when i have moved on..”

[lil’ fame]
c’mon! when the last time you seen a n-gga that blast rhymes
on some rap ??, fill and bust the gat quick, f-ck that sh-t
i’m the n-gga you love to hate, the thug that wait
fo’ yo’ -ss in the bushes with the ak-e
first i call yo’ name, whisperin
then i +lift+ yo’ -ss and have a snub-nose whistlin
you can think sh-t’s sweet cause i rap
i still split a n-gga head like a canteloupe
(b-tch!) and i’m dope
cause i master the sh-t, plaster the sh-t
a true hip-hop n-gga, the last of the sh-t
lil’ fame, b-k born, been doin this
since the days of b-d-k, and tj swan
n-gga you choose, when i do ’em boom so bash and bruise
and confuse ’em, wait a minute did i lose ’em?
i’ma put it down baby, f-ck these kids
i will splash ’em and ask ’em who the f-ck i is?
the masta!

“people! people!”
“i am not now, what i was yesterday..
and i am not now what i shall be tomorrow..”
“i mean, this sh-t is way out of control”
“.. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when i have moved on..”

[freddie foxxx]
that’s right..
my heart is colder than icicles in poland
n-ggas hate to see when bumpy get mad, what i be holdin
try to sh-t on me i won’t hesitate, blow out your colon
never registered a gun that i had, i like them hot and stolen
and i don’t leave no spares like i was bowlin
strike a n-gga chest, right in the pocket like ryan – nolan
and i’ll run you down, stomp yo’ -ss, and leave you swollen
pick up your cash, take all your burners and keep it rollin
triple x raised, bumpy, i be john blaze
that venom sh-t that i’ve been spittin from, back in the days
smashin mc’s, countin the ways, you want it?
blowin rappers up in bunches like, rap bouquets
i’m such a real n-gga i take it to +blaze+
and tell ’em make it “51 greatest n-ggas of all time”
or i shoot up the page
i’m still the nicest n-gga, f-ck my age
hand to hand i whup yo’ motherf-ckin -ss, live on stage
i never claim to be, somethin i’m not
i’m a thug, and i die with it, like it or not
all the real n-ggas wild with me, feel my rhyme
now who baldhead rules in ninety-nine?

[f] who keep the real sh-t bangin in ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who take a block and start sw-ngin with ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] who still mic ready, send it to ya?
[m] the masta!
[f] knuckle game tight, black and blue ya
[m] the masta!

“we need real n-ggas to bring it back..
so this is what it comes down to huh?”
“i am not now, what i was yesterday..
and i am not now what i shall be tomorrow..”
“i mean, this sh-t is way out of control”
“.. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when i have moved on..”
“we need real n-ggas to bring it back..
so this is what it comes down to huh?”
“i am not now, what i was yesterday..
and i am not now what i shall be tomorrow..”

“i mean, this sh-t is way out of control”
“.. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
by yesterday, when i have moved on..”
“we need real n-ggas to bring it back..

- freddie foxxx lyrics

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