Vengeance is mine against mine enemy

And I will rise against thee with the force of a

thousand men

And in your fall, I will remind you of an industry

designed to see me fail

There will be no shelter against my rage

I will approach you with no good intention

And reign down on you like hell fire and destroy you!



I destroy all you MCs till my mouth goes dry

Or either one of us die

I'm in this motherfucker's head like B-R-A-I

N, I spit one, then spit again

Then I turn like a cobra and spit it at his friend

You niggas afraid of me, oh that's so gay to me

Shot a nigga for shaking my hand too long, don't play with me

I make niggas wanna be hard and thugged out

Baggy pants and black (?) looking all bugged out

So let me tell you what a thug about

When I walk into a room it becomes Dog Day Afternoon

And niggas break the fuck out 

Bring ya rabbit's foot, I'll blow your luck out

I'll kill all you niggas and pull a navy hearse truck out

So save your wake ass verse for daytime talk TV

Cuz I'll return you and let you keep ya jewels and chalk BVs

My heart is dirty and skeevy

Man, I would see any one of you niggas 

if I was Ray Charles or Stevie, ha!



(Can you, feel me?)

Can ya feel me, nigga?!?

Can ya feel me, nigga?!?

(Freddie Foxxx, Bumpy Knux)

It's Bumpy Knux, nigga what?

Come on!

(Can you, can you, hear me?)

Can you hear me motherfucker?!?

I'm talking to you!

(Cuz I am in...side your head)



(?) uncontrollable and wild

And I stand like I stand with two fours in my hand

I bring back the running man

I hear voices in my head that say "Bumpy can't, damn"

So when I hear niggas say I can't do something, I get pissed off

Cause I'm Poke-man, digging your wrist off

Trying to find the main vein that turns your exist off

Real niggas waited for my flow

Like they waited for Mandela to show

So all these phony ass niggas out here know

Your faker than a nigga fronting like his back got hurt

at a fender bender - I call her, send her

She'll flip ya, so them craze up in ya

She know you like it on your belly, got them gays up in ya

So I say: La Di Da Di, I'll shoot up your party

If you ain't heard by now, you'd better ask somebody

Niggas trying to cut my throat, I'm still spitting from the neck

If you still disrespect, you'll still get the Tek



Come on!  Get the fuck off me, nigga



(Can you, feel me?)

Can ya feel me, nigga?!?

Can ya feel me, nigga?!?

(Freddie Foxxx, Bumpy Knux)

It's Bumpy Knux, nigga what?

Come on!

(Can you, can you, hear me?)

Can you hear me motherfucker?!?

I'm talking to you!

(Cuz I am in...side your head)



You ain't no motherfuckin thug, you ain't shot nobody

I'm wild like niggas up north that ain't got nobody

I'll put the infrared on ya, leave your body all dotty

Or I'll 6 and 7 piece ya, leave ya forehead all knotty

You niggas can't spit on the tracks that I spit on

You niggas are scared of the type of niggas I shit on

You wanna ride my style?  Get on

I'll take you through so many one sided singles 

ain't no more joints to sin on

These rap niggas are mi-dad (?) on

How do you niggas ride in the car with this nigga,

with that shit on?

I'm sick and tired of Nore and his "What, What, What"

Write some rhymes, nigga, or get his shit up up up

I'll beat you till your face is made ugly like Biz

If you ever open your mouth to ask me what a Memph Bleek is

This week is, Bumpy Week celebrated

And be glad that the bad kid from the neighborhood made it

The last album you dropped, kid, hate it

Man the only thing I'll do for your life, nigga, is complicate it

So come at me with that sideways twisted talk

I'll put the 4 pound in your mouth, B, and lift your thoughts

I'm the wildest nigga in New York

So nigga shut your fuckin mouth up when I talk

Come on, I make Reverend Run Reverend Walk

And kill female MCs like a chicken hawk

It's Bumpy Knuckles, baby, ha!



(Can you, feel me?)

Can ya feel me, nigga?!?

Can ya feel me, nigga?!?

(Freddie Foxxx, Bumpy Knux)

It's Bumpy Knux, nigga what?

Come on!

(Can you, can you, hear me?)

Can you hear me motherfucker?!?

I'm talking to you!

(Cuz I am in...side your head)



(Can you, feel me?)

Can ya feel me, nigga?!?

Can ya feel me, nigga?!?

(Freddie Foxxx, Bumpy Knux)

It's Bumpy Knux, nigga what?

Come on!

(Can you, can you, hear me?)

Can you hear me motherfucker?!?

I'm talking to you!

(Cuz I am in...side your head)