Part Of My Life Lyrics - Singles - Freddie Foxxx

Intro: samples 

--freddie foxxx-- --let me tell you-- 

--who's the real divine? -- --you like that-- 

--freddie foxxx-- --let me tell you-- 

[verse one] 

I be all in you like you disrespected space in my lyric zone 

I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it home 

Bumpy ripping everything known, block every blow zone 

I make you sit your ho ass down, turn off your microphone 

Cause after me it's un-rippable 

I slap you in your mouth, your drinks'll be unsippable 

I got miles of styles, you must be out your motherfuckin brain 

To think I'm not the nicest in the game 

Disconnected from your mainframe, punched cocked 

Twirl your nose up murray the cop, to the beat down you don't stop 

When fox and bumpy keep it hot 

End the whole beef with just one shot, niggaz I fear not 

This piece of steel with the screen on top 

Projects uncut chyna white dope 

Leave a freeze in a nigga throat 

I fight for this like the right to vote 

The poison I spit, they'll never be an antecdote 

You niggaz thought I put my mic down 

Cause the industry's scared cause I put my fight down 

Before I do that, I sell it out the trunk and make a mill 

Now thats a real rap nigga deal 

In 99 I'm droppin niggaz like flies 

Fuck flowin, I'm turning niggaz into jesse owens 

Cock the four pound, keep it going, I'm in your dresser room layin 

You bitch ass niggaz just start prayin baby 

Chorus: 

Rhymin is a part of my life 

I'ma die with rhymin kids and a rhymin wife 

I don't let nobody judge me that don't know how to do what I do 

So if you don't like it then fuck you! 

*repeat* 

[verse one] 

I watch niggaz get hyped up with one single and get gassed 

Then fall like a bad pass 

Niggaz run outta new york, to live in other places 

Hopin somebody remember old rap faces 

Fuck that, i'ma five borough thorough mc 

Where I go, new york goes, keepin new york flows 

Niggaz be switchin cause they not sure 

Your style is played out soft shit like valure 

In red and black living rooms when the system booms 

He's a nice little diss to whomever whom 

Come against me and I give you one of three picks: 

Get shot, get stuck up, get your ass kicked 

Bring your whole unit, and I be lyrically gunning em 

Cause freddie foxxx be the illest thing since run and em 

I be running through you like a hummer, you don't want none o' 

So hot I turn december 25 into summer 

I scrutinize niggaz and bring em down to size 

My lyrical body slam will leave you paralized 

Fuck what you memorize, I take you out of drive 

And leave you neutralized and black in both your eyes 

My rise is your demise, shut down your enterprise 

Fox and primo, we stay close like thighs 

Bumpy got nine lives, like a cat 

With a full gat, keep it underground fuck that! 

Chorus 

[verse three] 

For every verse I ever spit, for every mic I ever rip 

I still got a full clip of unstoppable shit 

You mean to tell me motherfuckers never knew 

That I be bustin niggaz in the head with beer bottles like guru 

Check the mic one, two make sure it's on 

When I bring it to your headquarters, word is bond 

Heads up, eyes and ears open 

I got you hopin 

That you could catch rec like me 

You got a better chance at kickin down a tree 

With no legs, doing a handstand on two eggs 

Motherfucker, I got lyrical instinct, fuck what you write 

I'm the source like magazine, on the cover with the ruger 16 

I ain't scared to diss a mc, but ask him if he scared to diss me 

I bet he won't disagree, he'll probaly start sayin his throat 

Hurt, his mom's is sick with a bad knee 

Or start screamin he's about dough 

He's just a faggot with a whack flow 

Don't walk up on me talkin freestyles and off the top of the dome 

I beat you down and send your ass home 

I'm on my own time, I write my own rhymes 

You wanna be the nominee? you brave now? 

I carve my rhyme in your back and bury you face down 

Just remember nigga: 

I'm freddie the foxxx I break his back and buck em buck em down 

Chorus