U Don't Wanna B. D. S.

Ha, check it out It's Bumpy Knuckles baby, also known as Freddie Foxxx That's right, and I came to check my niggaz De La Soul See y'all niggaz don't really wanna bust dat shit, huh You know I'm sayin'? So I'ma show you niggaz The super laser gamma ultra killa nigga special You niggaz ain't no killers You motherf**kers ain't gonna hurt nobody, nigga You better keep rhymin', nigga 'Fore I smack the shit outta you, you little f**kin' sissy You niggaz ain't real; that's right, it's De La Soul, baby And Bumpy motherf**kin' Knuckles baby, alright, come on 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 whole decade 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 [Incomprehensible] some niggaz, I know If I need a mayday Bust some f**kin' niggaz tryin' to play me crazy Causin' interruptions to my big pay-day Playin' with them guns make them f**kin' leary But if it's clearly, merely and surely and, how it's gotta be I got some thorough niggaz 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 You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit Shick shick, click a click This is where my people headin' at Innocent people are carryin' gats Now what the f**k 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 shit Then some cats got rich callin' a woman a bitch But ain't no woman like the one I got And if you call her a bitch well you might get And I know the feelings is mutual It's uncivilized and unsuitable Crips and bloods are recruitable But you don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit You don't wanna bust dat shit Ha ha, yeah you get the motherf**kin' point, huh? You niggaz get the motherf**kin' point, huh? That's right so while you niggaz is sittin' up in central booking Crying like bitches, huh? I'm in the motherf**kin' holdin' block Waitin' for your sweet pus*y punk a*s And I'ma whoop the shit out of you For gettin' on a f**kin' record, actin' like you a f**kin' killer I'ma show you niggaz what a motherf**kin' killer's all about, huh? You niggaz ain't no motherf**king gangsters You don't wanna bust that motherf**kin' shit punk I'll punch your whole chest cavity out, fagot You ain't no real nigga, nigga I'll smack the shit out of you 'Cause you ain't a f**kin' live, nigga You sittin' in central booking, cryin' like a bitch Waitin' for your father to come bail you out And Freddie Foxxx don't play that shit, nigga That's right, Bumpy Knuckles motherf**ker And if you don't know, now you motherf**kin' know And yo De La, check it out, it's your motherf**kin' man And if any one of them niggaz get side windin' with you nigga Let me know, and I will send them niggaz hot ones Like I'm a motherf**kin' Mexican, feel me on that one, huh? 'Cause them niggaz know me nigga, believe me, nigga they know me The motherf**kin' troublemaker, that's right And De La Soul, is rollin' with Bump' Knux' nigga So what? Tell me, what?