Inside Your Head

Lyrics

[Intro:] 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 hellfire and destroy you all! [Verse 1] I destroy all you MCs 'til 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 hoodies, looking all bugged out So let me tell you what a thug about When I walk in the 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 Navi' hearse truck out So save your wake ass verse for daytime talk TV 'Cause I'll return you and let you keep ya jewels and chalk VV's My heart is dirty and skeevy Man, I'd see any one of you niggas, if I was Ray Charles or Stevie! (Ha! Punk) (Can you, can you, feel me?) Can you feel me, nigga?!? Can you feel me, nigga?!? Ha! (Freddie Foxxx, Bumpy Knucks) It's Bumpy Knucks, nigga, what?! Come on! (Can you, can you, hear me?) Can you hear me, motherfucker?!? I'm talking to you! ('Cause I am inside your head) I'm he who is known as uncontrollable and wild And I stand like I stand with two 4's in my hand I bring back The Running Man I hear voices in my head that say "Bumpy can, damn" So when a nigga tell me I can't do something, I get pissed off Now I'm Poké-man, diggin' ya 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 You faker than a nigga fronting like his back got hurt At a fender bender - I call her, send her She'll flip ya, spin ya, throw the 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 TEC (Come on!) Get the fuck off me, nigga (Come on!) (Can you feel me?) Can ya feel me, nigga?! Can ya feel me, nigga?!?! (Freddie Foxxx, Bumpy Knucks) It's Bumpy Knucks, nigga, what? Ha! (Can you, can you, hear me?) Can you hear me, man?! 'Cause I'm talking to you! ('Cause I am inside your head) I'm in ya muthafuckin' 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 sit on These rap niggas is midd-ad kidd-orn How you niggas ride in the car with this nigga, with that shit on? I'm sick and tired of N.O.R.E. and his "What, What, What" Write some rhymes, nigga, or give this shit up up up! I'll beat you 'til 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 y' 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'll make Reverend Run Reverend Walk And kill female MCs like a chicken hawk It's Bumpy Knuckles, baby (Ha!) (Can you feel me?) Can you feel me, nigga?! Can you feel me, nigga?!?! (Freddie Foxxx, Bumpy Knucks) It's Bumpy Knucks, nigga, what? Uh-huh, come on! (Can you, can you, hear me?) Can you hear me, motherfucker?! I'm talking to you! ('Cause I am inside your head) I'm in ya muthafuckin' head! Uh-huh! (Can you, can you, feel me?) Can you feel me, nigga?!? I'm from the underground, nigga! (Freddie Foxxx, Bumpy Knucks) It's Bumpy Knucks, nigga, what? Forever! (Can you, can you, hear me?) Can you hear me, motherfucker?!? Huh?! ('Cause I am inside your head) I'm in ya muthafuckin' head!