Foxxx released his first LP, Freddie Foxxx Is Here in (1989) through MCA Records. He soon parted ways with the label and became a member of Queen Latifah's Flavor Unit establishment. In 1993, Foxxx was preparing to release his sophomore LP, Crazy Like A Foxxx, through Epic Records when the label unexpectedly decided to shelve it. Leader of the badest motorcycle gang krupt mob.
Foxxx then began to be known more for his cameos on songs by Boogie Down Productions, Naughty By Nature, M.O.P., Missin Linx and, most notably, his appearance on Gang Starr's The Militia from their Moment Of Truth album (1998). The song was issued as a single, building a buzz for Foxxx and helping him to prep for his next full-length release.
This time around he applied the lessons he'd learnt from previous experiences with major record labels, and went the independent route. His album, Industry Shakedown would become the best-selling independently released album of 2000. The LP featured production from hip hop heavyweights DJ Premier, Pete Rock and The Alchemist. The members of M.O.P. provided the albums only cameo.
After the success of Industry Shakedown, Foxxx once again moved labels from Landspeed Records to BBE Records and released his third official album, Konexion (2003). A less commercially successful affair, the album was nevertheless faithful to its predecessor in terms of style and content and featured contributions from frequent collaborator DJ Premier, DJ Clark Kent and Foxxx himself under the alias of Hidden Agenda.
Foxxx was shouted out at the end of Tupac Shakur's classic diss song "Hit 'Em Up" (video version).
Foxxx made significant contributions to the WWE SmackDown! vs. RAW 2006 soundtrack. He contributed two songs, and made a guest appearance on another song. He also produced all of the hip hop songs under his alias.
In 2006, he released a mixtape called Street Triumph, in anticipation of his fifth album, Amerikkan Black Man.
24 Hrs.
Bumpy Knuckles Lyrics
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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 we'll see who'll win, and who'll lose...
And if I had to state my word...
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 they'll be enemies tomorrow...
So when they die, I'll have no sorrow...
Just remember those you decide to cross...
'cause if your door gets knocked on you get knocked off
Verse:
Who's that six foot bald nigga 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 f**k about you, and that's my feelin
I'm in a brand new house nigga chillin
With shoeboxes of hundred dollar bills nigga spillin
Trainin the baddest bitch, givin her the drillin
While you hangin in the tunnel know you pussy ice grillin
Man bein a bitch must really be fufillin
'cause alotta niggas 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
Niggas 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, f**k braggin on your loot
Nigga you ain't that hard
And a nigga can't spend no money layin in the graveyard
Omigod, it really shocks you
This can't be the same motherf**ker 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 hoes how to stack it up, get money, new york to cali
Where a nigga 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
F**k that nigga, 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 bitches that he f**k
While your girl look skinny like a smoked out daffy duck
Niggas are real this ain't n b high
You niggas 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 nigga kane
Alotta label motherf**kers'll be dead
You f**kin with my money is like f**kin with my head
Tryin to take my buttered bread
Niggas ain't shit, 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
Niggas owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect
Over fifteen dollars, I'll snap your f**kin neck
And don't pay me in no f**kin 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 niggas feel me spittin on a record
To be broke and homeless, and outside naked
I represent the real grimy masses
Of thugged out gun slinging criminal asses
That shoot up your party and chill at mine
'cause they know I got love for real niggas, 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
In the song "24 Hrs." by Bumpy Knuckles, the artist takes the opportunity to call out the music industry and the direction it has taken in recent years. He expresses his disappointment in the lack of talent and originality that has become prevalent in mainstream rap music. Bumpy Knuckles raps about his own experience in the industry, where he has waited for ten years to make his move and prove himself worthy of success. He warns those who choose to cross him, that they will have to face the consequences of their actions, and that he will not feel any sorrow for them when they are gone.
Bumpy Knuckles uses vivid imagery to describe his lifestyle, such as living in a brand new house, chilling with shoeboxes of hundred-dollar bills, and training the baddest bitch. He also talks about the dangers of living life on the edge, with scenarios where a gun is in your mouth, or you end up in a graveyard with no money to spend. The artist pulls no punches when he raps about his willingness to kill those who try to play him, and his desire for revenge against those who have wronged him in the past. Overall, the song is a powerful statement about the realities of the rap industry and the risks that come with living a life of crime.
Line by Line Meaning
It is no longer 1999...
The world has changed a lot since then.
And I live in a world of one track minds...
The music industry is focused on one type of music.
Where the industry feeds us fashion design...
The industry creates artists who lack lyrical talent.
That creates mcs that cannot rhyme...
This results in rappers who cannot rap.
For ten years I waited to make my move...
I have been waiting a long time to prove myself.
Now we'll see who'll win, and who'll lose...
It's time to show what I'm made of.
And if I had to state my word...
If I had to say one thing...
Say this'll probably be the realest shit you ever heard...
This is the most honest music you'll hear.
I been watching, from afar...
I've been keeping an eye on things from a distance.
I know where you live, I know who you are...
I know who I'm up against.
Redemption is my only scar...
I have something to prove to myself.
And so my heart bleeds dark, like tar...
I feel a deep sense of pain and hurt.
So I treat my friends today like they'll be enemies tomorrow...
I can't trust anyone, so I treat everyone like a potential enemy.
So when they die, I'll have no sorrow...
I won't feel any sadness when they're gone.
Just remember those you decide to cross...
Be careful who you mess with.
'cause if your door gets knocked on you get knocked off
If you invite trouble, you'll get what's coming to you.
Who's that six foot bald nigga from new york
This is who I am.
With the gangsta walk, the gangsta talk
This is how I carry myself.
Thrillin to find 'em and kill 'em
I'm always looking for a fight.
I'm wildin', I'm illin
I am out of control.
I don't give a f**k about you, and that's my feelin
I don't care about anyone else.
I'm in a brand new house nigga chillin
I'm doing well for myself.
With shoeboxes of hundred dollar bills nigga spillin
I have a lot of money.
Trainin the baddest bitch, givin her the drillin
I have a woman who I'm teaching the game to.
While you hangin in the tunnel know you pussy ice grillin
While you're trying to look tough, I'm actually living it.
Man bein a bitch must really be fufillin
Some people are content with being weak.
Scenario, gun in your mouth run the platinum watch with the cuban link
I'm not afraid to take what's mine.
Bracelet and the matching necklace
I have nice things.
And I'm too shiny v vs glowin in your ear
I shine brighter than anyone else.
New gun, new jewels, new album new year
I'm always growing and improving.
Niggas think they bigger than the game
Some people let their ego get the best of them.
I got news for you *willy*, let's take it back to philly
Let's remember where we came from.
So you can find your roots, f**k braggin on your loot
Stop showing off and remember what really matters.
Nigga you ain't that hard
You're not as tough as you think you are.
And a nigga can't spend no money layin in the graveyard
Money will do you no good if you're dead.
Omigod, it really shocks you
You're surprised by what I'm saying.
This can't be the same motherf**ker freddie foxxx who
I've changed and people can't believe it.
I really feel his lyrics, I love all his rhymes
People connect with my music.
I thought that we was cool, you think he's hard to find
People underestimate me.
I rip in dark posin alleys
I'm fearless and dangerous.
As a kid got knowledge from the gods at the rally
I've always been learning from life experiences.
I slip on the game like ballies
I'm always ahead of the game.
And show ten hoes how to stack it up, get money, new york to cali
I'm teaching women how to succeed in the game.
Where a nigga tried to play me like a sally
Someone tried to take advantage of me.
So I shot him in his new denali and drove him to the valley
I took matters into my own hands and dealt with it.
I pushed him out the car and let him scally
I'm not afraid to be violent.
F**k that nigga, tryin to play me like he bigger
I won't let anyone disrespect me.
In japan I'm worth ten figures
I'm successful worldwide.
American, open the door and let derek in
I'm proud to be American.
I break my silence, after ten years of supressing my violence
It's time to speak out and be heard.
You was my man I gave you benjamins
We used to be friends and I helped you out financially.
Every time I pulled up and get you in the benz again
I treated you well and always picked you up in my nice car.
We can never be friends again
Our relationship is over for good.
You brought me tears when you took my right hand off for seven long years
You betrayed me and it hurt me deeply.
Now he's back and corrupt
You've returned and are still a bad person.
Driving new gs 400s, new jags, and new trucks
You have nice things, but that doesn't make you a good person.
You should see the bad bitches that he f**k
You are living a shallow life.
While your girl look skinny like a smoked out daffy duck
Your current partner is unattractive.
Niggas are real this ain't n b high
I'm not just playing around, this is real.
You niggas ain't got no balls and won't die
You're scared and won't stand up for yourself.
I'm a certified killer, with *stock in the game*
I'm a professional and respected in my industry.
Burn marks on my hands from the glocks with the flame
I've been through a lot and have the scars to prove it.
Bumpy is my rap name, when I write rhymes I hydroplane
My rap name is Bumpy and I flow effortlessly.
And think about my nigga kane
I remember those who have helped me along the way.
Alotta label motherf**kers'll be dead
Some people are in trouble with me.
You f**kin with my money is like f**kin with my head
My money is important to me.
Tryin to take my buttered bread
Don't try to steal from me.
Niggas ain't shit, so I'm down with you kane
Most people are not trustworthy, but I trust you.
Any time realness, you ready feel this
I'm always real and honest with you.
I don't forget nothing, nothing at all
I have a long memory.
So mr. steve rifkind, expect my call
I have something to say to you.
Niggas owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect
People owe me for my work and I'll get what's owed to me.
Over fifteen dollars, I'll snap your f**kin neck
I don't mess around.
And don't pay me in no f**kin check
Give me cash, not a check.
If you don't want me to teach the meaning of disrespect
Don't cross me or you'll regret it.
When I'm finished in this game, I'll be swimming in my yard
When all is said and done, I'll be successful.
Not at the radio station, looking for a job
I won't end up down and out.
Too many niggas feel me spittin on a record
Many people relate to my music.
To be broke and homeless, and outside naked
I won't end up homeless.
I represent the real grimy masses
I speak for the people who have been through tough times.
Of thugged out gun slinging criminal asses
These are the people who I relate to.
That shoot up your party and chill at mine
These are the people I hang out with.
'cause they know I got love for real niggas, nine to nine there's the mind
I care about people who are real and true to themselves.
Just remember why you frontin like you more that 24 hrs ahead
Don't act like you're better than others.
In 24 hrs you'll be dead
You never know what will happen in the future.
Contributed by Juliana G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@stevenviola4317
Josh Kalis brought me here after 17 years of purchasing that beautiful orange VHS
@efny97plissken94
i got yellow one
@jamiesmith8315
Same reason im here mate!! Nostalgic, and probably the best vid for at the time!!! I got the Yellow vhs!! Got my legs itching everytime!!!
@andrewblackshear
Same here. Can't forget Black Rob "like whoa" next though. So many good parts in that video. Kerry Getz.. and with that Jason Dill Radiohead "polyethylene" last part for sure. Even Rob Dyrdek lol
@roland4d
Yea buddy
@fedornemtchinov9427
Orange tape on deck
@focuz4899
Just in case no one noticed. Bumpy spit this with no chorus, no hook, and no break. This is a classic.
@matthewmctighe139
this might be the most slept on rap album ever.
@danielgagnon4946
How 'bout somnabulance!
@Diggi1027
EVER!!