DJ Babu, Freddie Foxxx, DJ Muro - Patch Up the Pieces lyrics
[DJ Babu, Freddie Foxxx, DJ Muro - Patch Up the Pieces lyrics]
Ahapete Rockahapete rock hail!
It's Bumpy Knuckles Babyha aha
I'm from a world where a man
Of my complexion makes no laws
And we struggle like madmen hustling for
Top position my Hip-Hop style
Crosses every boundery
Now who sound like me?
While like I'm Bumpy Knuck
Bill Freddie Manson
Smacking up fake ass rappers that's
Soft like the hansons
I've been ripping used dancers
When niggers had high top fades
And kid and played i was cancersick
Move back bumpy's got this groove back
But Wait I must correct myself B
Cause bumpy never loose that
Pete Rock blesses me with beats
Like that Halloween treats
And I spit it for these rugged ass streets
So it talked too cold how am I presented
Better than me I'm God-sent cause how
You'll keep the god bent
I'm a Hip-Hop creator blacker
Than Darth Vader
I'll be Bumpy Knuckles now I'll
Be Bumpy Knuckles later come On!
It's the international illest MC
Bumpy Knuckles baby and the Muro MC
With Pete Rock chopping the
Beats cross the fata
From New York to Japan Hip-Hop creators
Scratch Dunn these niggers thought
They started something wild (Nas)
Scratch I spit shit scratch
Freddie foxxx, check it out (Guru)
Feel it
I smile at the truth, I smile at the youth
When this song come out hot
I smile in the booth
I smile as a mack that flashed his gold tooth
And I smiled in the proj
Getting head on the roof
Niggers that know my stylo
Know that I be low
Seldom seen that's how I creep the cream
Know what I mean?
I've been in the game for udeen
In Japan counting Yen like American Cream
It's Bumpy Knuckles Babyha aha
I'm from a world where a man
Of my complexion makes no laws
And we struggle like madmen hustling for
Top position my Hip-Hop style
Crosses every boundery
Now who sound like me?
While like I'm Bumpy Knuck
Bill Freddie Manson
Smacking up fake ass rappers that's
Soft like the hansons
I've been ripping used dancers
When niggers had high top fades
And kid and played i was cancersick
Move back bumpy's got this groove back
But Wait I must correct myself B
Cause bumpy never loose that
Pete Rock blesses me with beats
Like that Halloween treats
And I spit it for these rugged ass streets
So it talked too cold how am I presented
Better than me I'm God-sent cause how
You'll keep the god bent
I'm a Hip-Hop creator blacker
Than Darth Vader
I'll be Bumpy Knuckles now I'll
Be Bumpy Knuckles later come On!
It's the international illest MC
Bumpy Knuckles baby and the Muro MC
With Pete Rock chopping the
Beats cross the fata
From New York to Japan Hip-Hop creators
Scratch Dunn these niggers thought
They started something wild (Nas)
Scratch I spit shit scratch
Freddie foxxx, check it out (Guru)
Feel it
I smile at the truth, I smile at the youth
When this song come out hot
I smile in the booth
I smile as a mack that flashed his gold tooth
And I smiled in the proj
Getting head on the roof
Niggers that know my stylo
Know that I be low
Seldom seen that's how I creep the cream
Know what I mean?
I've been in the game for udeen
In Japan counting Yen like American Cream