24 Hrs. - Freddie Foxxx

Freddie Foxxx

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24 Hrs. - Freddie Foxxx 歌词

It is no longer 1999

And I live in a world of one track minds

Where the industry feeds us fashion design

That creates mcs that cannot rhyme

For ten years I waited to make my move

Now well see wholl win and wholl lose

And if I had to state my word

Say thisll probably be the realest s**t you ever heard

I been watching from afar

I know where you live I know who you are

Redemption is my only scar

And so my heart bleeds dark like tar

So I treat my friends today like theyll be enemies tomorrow

So when they die I'll have no sorrow

Just remember those you decide to cross

Cuz if your door gets knocked on you get knocked off

Whos that six foot bald n***a from new york

With the gangsta walk the gangsta talk

Thrillin to find em and kill em

I'm wildin I'm illin

I don't give a ***** about you and that's my feelin

I'm in a brand new house n***a chillin

With shoeboxes of hundred dollar bills n***a spillin

Trainin the baddest ***** givin her the drillin

While you hangin in the tunnel know you ***** ice grillin

Man bein a ***** must really be fufillin

Cuz alotta n***as happy bein soft just chillin

Scenario gun in your mouth run the platinum watch with the cuban link

Bracelet and the matching necklace

And I'm too shiny v vs glowin in your ear

New gun new jewels new album new year

N***as think they bigger than the game

I got news for you *willy* let's take it back to philly

So you can find your roots ***** braggin on your loot

N***a you ain't that hard

And a n***a can't spend no money layin in the graveyard

Omigod it really shocks you

This can't be the same mother*****er freddie foxxx who

I really feel his lyrics I love all his rhymes

I thought that we was cool you think he's hard to find

I rip in dark posin alleys

As a kid got knowledge from the gods at the rally

I slip on the game like ballies

And show ten h*es how to stack it up get money new york to cali

Where a n***a tried to play me like a sally

So I shot him in his new denali and drove him to the valley

I pushed him out the car and let him scally

***** that n***a tryin to play me like he bigger

In japan I'm worth ten figures

American open the door and let derek in

I break my silence after ten years of supressing my violence

You was my man I gave you benjamins

Every time I pulled up and get you in the benz again

We can never be friends again

You brought me tears when you took my right hand off for seven long years

Now he's back and corrupt

Driving new gs 400s new jags and new trucks

You should see the bad *****es that he *****

While your girl look skinny like a smoked out daffy duck

N***as are real this ain't n b high

You n***as ain't got no balls and won't die

I'm a certified killer with *stock in the game*

Burn marks on my hands from the glocks with the flame

Bumpy is my rap name when I write rhymes I hydroplane

And think about my n***a kane

Alotta label mother*****ersll be dead

You *****in with my money is like *****in with my head

Tryin to take my buttered bread

N***as ain't s**t so I'm down with you kane

Any time realness you ready feel this

I don't forget nothing nothing at all

So mr steve rifkind expect my call

N***as owe me for my rhymes I come to collect

Over fifteen dollars I'll snap your *****in neck

And don't pay me in no *****in check

If you don't want me to teach the meaning of disrespect

When I'm finished in this game I'll be swimming in my yard

Not at the radio station looking for a job

Too many n***as feel me spittin on a record

To be broke and homeless and outside *****

I represent the real grimy masses

Of thugged out gun slinging criminal asses

That shoot up your party and chill at mine

Cuz they know I got love for real n***as nine to nine there's the mind

Just remember why you frontin like you more that 24 hrs ahead

In 24 hrs you'll be dead

You'll be dead