The Master Lyrics - Freddie Foxxx

I'm in the midst of the mike and i'mma get live and crazy 

Cause I ain't met rapper that's yet to phase me 

Beats are played like a horse in the third 

Then the voice of the rapper freddie foxxx is heard 

(I don't get that horse line either but keep reading) 

Give in dough, if you bet and you hit, you a winner 

But rappers take a loss cause I treat'em like beginners 

Now they wanna fight cause I wrecked the place 

And they mad cause they bet a against the rapping ace 

You got live, and pulled out mace 

But you caught it, buck fifty cross the face 

Never have I ever took a loss in rhyming 

On the microphone checkin', cause it's all timing 

(right here is where he starts to get ill) 

Rappers are breeded on disrespect 

You can catch it like a shortstop, right in the chest 

I got access to beat and rhymes in artillary 

I don't need to load cause ain't nobody killin' me 

Cut terrorist, boost the scratch track 

While I tell'em there ain't no match 

Cause I'm armor, and you a country jerri curl farmer 

Still wearing 85' bombers 

There's no way you get props you don't deserve 

The only thing you get here is served 

Not food or drink but this is pain 

Raps the game, I take it to the brain 

Took a rapper to the dungeon and wrecked his world 

Laughed in his face while he cried like a girl 

I broke it down so he understood 

If you live by the laws of foxxx, you gotta be good 

Bumped his girl his sister then his neice 

Then stepped off like a natural born horse thief 

(those last few lines are my shit) 

Raps the game, so do what ya gotta do to win 

As long as your in 

I learned that from my main man rap (kool g rap) 

Who said if I always kept my microphone strapped 

I'll bring terror and danger to beats and basslines 

Cause my rhymes are like a loaded tech nine 

(hey, it was 91' he's allowed to be corny once in a while) 

On and on I go and I won't stop the flow 

You ready for a break...no 

(he's been rhyming for quite some time now!!) 

I was a black child born with the mind to create words and rhymes that sound 

The same 

Freddie the foxxx is a master, my mind builds faster, then the average rappers 

Brain 

You might try and disconnect the power 

Destroy the man that rhymes and rhymes for hours 

But you see I know what time it really is 

A lot of rappers pop up, then fizz 

Cause when it's time to see who's the real boss 

They all sing like diana ross 

(the next few lines are on some ill rakimesque battle shit. don't sleep) 

I set standards ,follow my mind and calmly wait 

What I create you greatly appreciate 

I don't fold under pressure and I don't cry 

Peep both my eyes and focus on the bullseye 

I'm the master when danger comes 

I wreck compitition, and label'em bums 

If you was nice before you ain't nice no more 

Freddie foxxx, top destroyer 

When I hit prime time airwaves with rhymes 

Freddie the foxxx had time and the right style 

I stay cool, my head never swells 

But rappers got gel-led 

(that one is all about the delivery) 

Juice was drippin' from your mouth ,you were slobbin 

So mad at freddie , boy your head start throbbin' 

Try to get paid on the sneak tip 

But once again..you slip 

I got control of your mind body and soul 

Now you feel like your 90 years old 

Crippled and crawlin', totally disabled 

Beating your head with the mike and a turntable 

(fat) 

Down to your last leg, beggin' for mercy 

This is what happen to those who try to hurt me 

Come strong and you might get props son 

Hold on tight to your rhymes ,don't drop none 

(that's a clever one. it's always in my head.) 

You think fast, freddie foxxx thinks faster 

Cause I'm the master