Devious Minds Lyrics - Singles - Bumpy Knuckles

Uh huh 

Bring it back baby 

Feel me on this... 

[Verse One] 

I can chop a beat like Funkmaster Flex 

Challenge any MC's style, so who's next (uh, yeah) 

I bring it ruff when I be rockin' 

Even in the south my flow be boone dockin' (that's right) 

Bumpy Knuckles makes the girls go crazy 

Roll em like cee-lo, dice with me and Lazy 

I got a appetite for the mic 

Like a 450 pound nigga for chicken delight 

Rappers are suspect, I got styles to dissect 

Rappers wanna be actors, I direct (feel me) 

I hate a biter laying in the cut 

Listen to the lyrical styles and eat em up (check this) 

I did a style and Tony Touched 50 MCs 

Niggas wanted to here me rock it way overseas 

I said I'm so ill 

Deaf niggas be dancin to my jams still 

I spit shit dead niggas could feel 

Stay in my zone to keep shit sellin 

Rappers, fake gangsters, lying to the fans - I'm tellin 

You wanna know if a nigga is real 

Try to kick it with him, look him in his eyes 

If he tell you that he got a peal 

So you can read em like that 

That niggas not a dawg he's a mutherfuckin cat 

[Chorus: repeat 2X] 

It's the Devious Minds that'll make em do these things 

All you gotta do is rock and make the mics ring 

Don't try to be somthin that your not my nigga 

Or you might get your fakin ass shot my nigga 

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[Verse 2] 

Check it out... 

To the Beat ya'll i make it rock on and on 

Like night time being around before morn' (check it out) 

I rock on my own label just like The Artist 

Without the high heel boots and no I'm not a loud guitarist 

Bitches enjoy my flow like good sex, then I hit 

And Freddie Foxxx ain't gotta buy em shit 

Niggas be promisin' (?) and givin out toasts 

You can't get a bitch if your broke 

Blow you niggas out like smoke 

Everybody wanna rhyme 

Is it for the love or the dimes (shit) 

I know a nigga gotta eat, but at least you could keep the streets 

And stop loopin up niggas beats 

I'm sarcastic, shit I might spit 

But don't mind me I'm just another MC 

The only difference is i scrap for mines 

And don't ride another nigga's lap for mines 

It's about beats and rhymes 

You niggas better get it together 

Before I bring it to you nigga, whatever 

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[Chorus] 

[Verse Three] 

Can I get digible for a minute and rock the spot 

I be to rap what clip be to glock 

Cause imma fool like that, I flip like Dominique Dawes 

I wouldn't mind gettin inside dem draws 

Niggas are fake like radio drops in Hip-Hop 

It's kinda like wrestling and jumpin off the top - 

Rope, You Jesse Jackson ass niggas with hope 

Got niggas in the audience sick offa bad dope 

You niggas need Beatminerz 

So you can stop serving up layin ass beats like the Greek diner 

Check this, it gets exotic, chaotic 

Idiotic, niggas bout it bout it 

I got history, B 

I done rocked with everybody from G Rap to M.O.P. 

The Blast Master, did 'Hot Potato' with Treach 

Even rocked with Pac... but you ain't herd that yet 

Niggas be screamin that they real 

Yeah, real bitch, real soft, like you smooth off 

I like big butt bitches and hot cars 

And never have ta give a bitch a diamond 

Cause I'm nice with my rhymin' 

Thug niggas in the house 

Snatch up every coward that you see and throw his fuckin ass out 

[Chorus] 

[During Final Chorus] 

Real niggaz 

This goes out to 

My niggas Gang Starr 

My niggas Beatminerz 

For my niggas M.O.P. 

Check it out 

Whaddup Kurupt Mob 

For underground Niggas 

Philly