Part of My Life
Bumpy Knuckles Lyrics

I be all in you like you disrespected space in my lyric zone
I am fully ingrained and occupying your space as if you have shown disrespect in my zone of creating lyrics.

I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it home
I am a Pitbull that carries my prey in my mouth and bring it back home.

Bumpy ripping everything known, block every blow zone
I am tearing up everything known and blocking any attempts to stop me.

I make you sit your ho ass down, turn off your microphone
I have the power to make you sit down and quit trying to rap.

'Cause after me its un-rippable
No one can follow up on me and top my rap.

I slap you in your mouth, your drinks'll be unsippable
If I hit you, you won't be able to drink anymore.

I got miles of styles, you must be out your motherfuckin' brain
I have endless styles, and you must be crazy to think otherwise.

To think I'm not the nicest in the game
To not recognize me as the best in the game is foolish.

Disconnected from your mainframe, punched cocked
I am disconnected from any influence and ready to hit at any time.

Twirl your nose up Murray the cop, to the beat down you don't stop
I can mess you up like Murray the cop and won't stop the beatdown.

When Fox and Bumpy keep it hot
When Fox and I rap together, it's always fire.

End the whole beef with just one shot, niggaz I fear not
I am not afraid to end any rap beef with one shot.

This piece of steel with the screen on top
This gadget with a screen on top.

Projects uncut chyna white dope
Pure cocaine from the urban areas.

Leave a freeze in a nigga throat
My rap is so cold that it can leave someone speechless.

I fight for this like the right to vote
I am fighting hard for my rap and passion like the right to vote.

The poison I spit, they'll never be an anecdote
The venom that I release through my raps would never have a remedy.

You niggaz thought I put my mic down
You guys thought I quit rapping.

'Cause the industry's scared cause I put my fight down
The industry is scared that I might fight and cause trouble.

Before I do that, I sell it out the trunk and make a mill
Before doing that, I would sell out my music and make millions.

Now that's a real rap nigga deal
Now that's a deal that true rappers would take.

In 99 I'm droppin' niggaz like flies
In 99, I am going to defeat many rappers.

Fuck flowin', I'm turning niggaz into Jesse Owens
I am not showing mercy, and I will make my rivals run like Jesse Owens.

Cock the four pound, keep it going, I'm in your dresser room layin'
I get ready to shoot a gun then go to your dressing room and lying down.

You bitch ass niggaz just start prayin' baby
You weak rappers should start praying for your safety.

Rhymin' is a part of my life
Rapping is an essential part of my life.

I'ma die with rhymin kids and a rhymin' wife
I'll die with rapping as I have children and a wife who rap.

I don't let nobody judge me that don't know how to do what I do
I don't allow anyone who doesn't know how to rap to judge me.

So if you don't like it then fuck you!
If you don't like it, then I don't care.

I watch niggaz get hyped up with one single and get gassed
I've seen rappers getting upbeat with one hit song and become arrogant.

Then fall like a bad pass
Then fail miserably.

Niggaz run outta New York, to live in other places
Rappers leave New York to live somewhere else.

Hopin' somebody remember old rap faces
Hoping someone remembers the old rappers.

Fuck that, I'ma five borough thorough MC
I'm a thorough rapper from all five boroughs of New York City.

Where I go, New York goes, keepin' New York flows
I represent New York City, and wherever I go, I bring the city's flow.

Niggaz be switchin' cause they not sure
Rappers change their style because they are not confident.

Your style is played out soft shit like valure
Your style is outdated and soft, like velour.

In red and black living rooms when the system booms
In the living rooms with red and black interior when the sound system is loud.

He's a nice little diss to whomever whom
This is a subtle diss to anyone.

Come against me and I give you one of three picks:
If you come against me, I'll give you one of three options:

Get shot, get stuck up, get your ass kicked
Either get shot, robbed, or beaten up.

Bring your whole unit, and I be lyrically gunning em
Bring all your people, and I'll kill you all lyrically.

Cause Freddie Foxxx be the illest thing since Run and em
I am the best rapper since Run-D.M.C.

I be running through you like a Hummer, you don't want none o'
I'll crush you like a Hummer, and you wouldn't want that.

So hot I turn December 25 into summer
I'm so hot that I can make the coldest month of the year feel like summer.

I scrutinize niggaz and bring em down to size
I analyze rappers and make them feel small.

My lyrical body slam will leave you paralyzed
My raps will leave you speechless.

Fuck what you memorize, I take you out of drive
I don't care what you memorize, I'll throw you off your game.

And leave you neutralized and black in both your eyes
I'll leave you incapacitated and badly bruised.

My rise is your demise, shut down your enterprise
My growth is your downfall, and it will shut down your business.

Fox and Primo, we stay close like thighs
Fox and Primo stay together tightly, like thighs.

Bumpy got nine lives, like a cat
I can survive anything, like a cat.

With a full gat, keep it underground fuck that!
I have a fully-loaded gun, and I keep it underground.

For every verse I ever spit, for every mic I ever rip
I give my all for every verse and performance.

I still got a full clip of unstoppable shit
I still have endless powerful lyrics.

You mean to tell me motherfuckers never knew
You're telling me that people never knew this?

That I be bustin' niggaz in the head with beer bottles like Guru
That I hit people on the head with beer bottles, like Guru did.

Check the mic one, two make sure its on
Check if the mic is on.

When I bring it to your headquarters, word is bond
When I come to your territory, it will be for real.

Heads up, eyes and ears open
Be alert and ready to listen.

I got you hopin'
I have given you hope.

That you could catch rec like me
That you can rap as well as I can.

You got a better chance at kickin down a tree
You have a better chance of knocking a tree down.

With no legs, doing a handstand on two eggs
You have a better chance of doing a handstand on two eggs, without legs.

Motherfucker, I got lyrical instinct, fuck what you write
I have natural lyrical ability, disregard what you have written.

I'm The Source like magazine, on the cover with the Ruger 16
I'm a reliable source of information, and I carry a Ruger 16 gun.

I ain't scared to diss a MC, but ask him if he scared to diss me
I am not afraid to diss other rappers, but ask them if they are scared to diss me.

I bet he won't disagree, he'll probably start sayin' his throat
They won't disagree and might even start talking about irrelevant stuff

Hurt, his mom's is sick with a bad knee
Like his mother is ill and has a bad knee.

Or start screamin he's about dough
Or start shouting about money.

He's just a faggot with a whack flow
He's a weak rapper with a bad style.

Don't walk up on me talkin freestyles and off the top of the dome
Don't come up to me talking about freestyling off the top of your head.

I beat you down and send your ass home
I'll beat you up and send you back home.

I'm on my own time, I write my own rhymes
I have my own style, and I write my rhymes.

You want to be the nominee? you brave now?
So, do you want to be nominated? Are you brave enough to accept?

I carve my rhyme in your back and bury you face down
I'll scar your back with my rap and bury you face down.

Just remember nigga:
Just remember:

I'm Freddie the Foxxx I break his back and buck 'em buck 'em down
I'm Freddie the Foxxx, and I'll break your back and take you down.