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Somebody tell them motherfuckers Im here!



[verse 1]

Emcees and rappers, whats up, I hope its good

For them street niggas breakin them bricks, in the hood

I write, maybe sheddin some light

My experience in hip hop, was struggle and fight

All I ever wanted, was a chance to rock the mic, like you do

Control every crowd in the world, like voodoo

The underground hardcore scene, its my flaw

I snatch alotta money from that, so once more

I step, where the niggas that rep, get checks

You touch mine, here go my check

Its back to underground clubs, with fights at the door

Niggas gettin one deal in six months they poor

I separate emcees from rappers, standin on stage with two clappers

Cock back, beef at my house, I stop that

I dare any nigga standin in here with half a heart

To address me, I rip you apart, tell em Im here!



Chorus:

Tell em the one that blasts first every time its on

Tell em, I put the word back in word is bond

Tell em, I stomp rappers to the beat, shut em down with no fear

Somebody tell them motherfuckers Im here!



[verse 2]

Who got the ill rep, lyrical style like bumpy knucks

Outta respect none of you bitch ass niggas your shit sucks

Im the emperor, you niggas is hoes with gold plaques

Lotta stick ups in town, freddie foxxx is back

Bumpy knuckles i, take out your heart with one look

Frying niggas like "yang kang cook" youre all shook

Spittin hella hot lyrics, that infiltrate tracks

Like spirit, real niggas wild when they hear it

My heart bleeds raw hip hop, I got no gauze

Sometimes the beats kicks so hard, I cock them fours

And I can feel it, all up in my veins, keep it noted

Im the long term maintain, tell em Im here!



Chorus



[verse 3]

I do it special for them thug niggas holdin the block

They need a nigga on wax that can follow

To give em that real shit to swallow

I dont respect a man under no man

You frontin like you holdin all the cards up in your hand

When emcees come in, emcees go

Im one of the few emcees left, with emcee flow

So while I spit repetitious like techs

Make your bitch say my style is delicious like sex

Undetectable rhyme, its complex

Check the three xs that I earned from

Bustin my sigs from new york to texas

Makin niggas take ls like lexus, tattoed vibes I protect this

Find a mic mechanic, cuz Im bout to wreck this

Villainous, Im laughin while Im killin this

Never break a sweat because my groove be the chillinest

Thug niggas throw your hands up if you feelin this, tell em Im here!



Chorus

Somebody tell them motherfuckers Im here!



[verse 1]

Emcees and rappers, whats up, I hope its good

For them street niggas breakin them bricks, in the hood

I write, maybe sheddin some light

My experience in hip hop, was struggle and fight

All I ever wanted, was a chance to rock the mic, like you do

Control every crowd in the world, like voodoo

The underground hardcore scene, its my flaw

I snatch alotta money from that, so once more

I step, where the niggas that rep, get checks

You touch mine, here go my check

Its back to underground clubs, with fights at the door

Niggas gettin one deal in six months they poor

I separate emcees from rappers, standin on stage with two clappers

Cock back, beef at my house, I stop that

I dare any nigga standin in here with half a heart

To address me, I rip you apart, tell em Im here!



Chorus:

Tell em the one that blasts first every time its on

Tell em, I put the word back in word is bond

Tell em, I stomp rappers to the beat, shut em down with no fear

Somebody tell them motherfuckers Im here!



[verse 2]

Who got the ill rep, lyrical style like bumpy knucks

Outta respect none of you bitch ass niggas your shit sucks

Im the emperor, you niggas is hoes with gold plaques

Lotta stick ups in town, freddie foxxx is back

Bumpy knuckles i, take out your heart with one look

Frying niggas like "yang kang cook" youre all shook

Spittin hella hot lyrics, that infiltrate tracks

Like spirit, real niggas wild when they hear it

My heart bleeds raw hip hop, I got no gauze

Sometimes the beats kicks so hard, I cock them fours

And I can feel it, all up in my veins, keep it noted

Im the long term maintain, tell em Im here!



Chorus



[verse 3]

I do it special for them thug niggas holdin the block

They need a nigga on wax that can follow

To give em that real shit to swallow

I dont respect a man under no man

You frontin like you holdin all the cards up in your hand

When emcees come in, emcees go

Im one of the few emcees left, with emcee flow

So while I spit repetitious like techs

Make your bitch say my style is delicious like sex

Undetectable rhyme, its complex

Check the three xs that I earned from

Bustin my sigs from new york to texas

Makin niggas take ls like lexus, tattoed vibes I protect this

Find a mic mechanic, cuz Im bout to wreck this

Villainous, Im laughin while Im killin this

Never break a sweat because my groove be the chillinest

Thug niggas throw your hands up if you feelin this, tell em Im here!



Chorus

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