Patch Up the Pieces — текст песни (DJ Babu f DJ Muro, Freddie Foxxx)

Aha...Pete Rock..aha..Pete rock
Hail..!
It`s Bumpy Knuckles Baby..HA
Aha

(Verse 1: Freddie Foxxx)
I`m from a world where a man of my complexion makes no laws
and we struggle like madmen hustling forth
top position my hip-hop style crosses every boundery
now who sound like me?
while like I`m Bumpy Knuck Bill Freddie Medicin
smacking up fake ass rappers that`s soft like the hansons
I`ve been ripping six fingers you was dancing
when niggers had high top fame and kid and played
I was pimp some
move back bumpy`s got this groove back
wait I must correct myself B cause bumpy never loose that
Pete Rock blesses me with beats like that Halloween treats
and I spit it for this ragged ass streets
so it talked too cold how am I presented
better than me I`m God-sent cause how you`ll keep the god bent
I`m a hip-hop creator blacker than Darth Vader
I`ll be Bumpy Knuckles now I`ll be Bumpy Knuckles later
Come On!

(Chorus)
It`s the international illest MC
Bumpy Knuckles baby and the Muro MC
with Pete Rock chopping the beats cross the fata
from New York to Japan Hip-Hop creators
*scratch* Dunn these niggers thought they started something wild (Nas)
*scratch* I spit shit *scratch*
freddie foxxx, check it out(Guru)
*scratch*

(Verse 2: Muro)

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Freddie Foxxx)
Feel it
I smile like the truth, I smile like the youth
when this song come out hot, I smile in the woof
I smile as a mack that flashes and gone truth
and I smile when the profs getting head on the roof
niggers that know my stylo
know that I be low
sell obscene that`s how I creep the cream
know what I mean?
I`ve been in the game for (?)
And Japan count me in like the American dream

(Muro)

(Chorus)