Poetry Lyrics - Konexion - Freddie Foxxx

Always spit fly and never be afraid 

Verse 1 

Yo, yo, yo, listen 

It's the MCs time- for spittin the rhyme, 

Believe, I be in the ring gettin the mind, 

I'm the word in your dialect that's hard to define, 

Like unity, no man gets immunity 

I rhyme for your community 

On a Harley (Davidson), throttle in my right hand 

Left on the molly (?) 

With the muffler, lookin for to toughin ya 

Feelin like a burnin in ur belly, when I get to warmin up in ya 

I see u niggas in kill mode, then u see me in kill mode 

then u in chill mode, my twin glocks still load 

Nigga I'll make you roadkill 

Then bump in you in kill road (?) 

On the highway i spit the verse my way, 

and never say another niggas rhyme, that's biting 

not homage 

you need to stop writing 

that garbage 

I won't let you, let him tell them 

That bumpy ain't spittin that hardcore phlegm