a G And if you was I don't recall Who would roll with ya'll Bunch a fucking know it alls Who's dough is small Look what's it come to Our rapport's good
Yo, yo Def Jux, cipher unknown (This is hard right here) Co-Flow what the deal? (This is Brooklyn right here) This on fire right now (This is east, this
hah-hah" "Bu-Bu, Buh-Bu, Bu, Bumpy Knucks.." "Niggas can't see I.." "It's time for this real nigga shit.." [Freddie Foxxx] When I was small I made pause
go, here I go Bitch I'll back slap or back stab after that kidnap a whack rap Bring it louder if you comin' to rap Your arms to short, your legs to small
All through the scandel Of the small own scene I always handle You like to think my spirit is weak I thought you knew I thought you knew, it was gonna
Freddie Foxxx with the twin millis Ha, hah, hah Bu-Bu, Buh, Bu, Bu, Bumpy Knucks Niggas can't see I It's time for this real nigga shit When I was small
the back of garbage trucks With their mouth taped up Lookin' like sittin' ducks Well you don't look like a sittin' duck and your mouth ain't taped up What more small
my day and a half, now it's autographs I be signing Instead of police papers Caught scheming, not pulling capers, no fed time Just mental healing What you dealing
gravity Engines started to fail, crashed into a farmer?s field An' that?s really what caused 'Roswell' Undercover operatives workin' for Com 12 Disguised as a nigga, signed with a record deal
piece of paper You're officially free Here's a list of instructions For you to obey And here's sharp knife To cut your own throat Small sacrifice in
with protection Just turn their backs and cut a deal with the infection I'm just a small town I have no tongue to speak I have no arms to hold them
the gate, and out comes... Johnny's Camaro, Johnny's Camaro Johnny loved his Camaro, maybe more than life itself. Oh, it was no big deal,
seen the circle of life yo Her skin was black like it was packed with melanin Back in the days of slaves she packin' like Harriet Tubman Her arms are
change the way you feel But I can put my arms around you That's just part of the deal That's the way I feel I'll put my arms around you I stand in front
can't change the way you think But I can put my arms around you That's just part of the deal That's the way I feel I put my arms around you I stand
Knock turbans off of Sheiks Use a pipe bomb Downtown Israeli boutiques full of dead tourists With they dreams no longer in arms reach That's what I call 'Dealing