Damage lyrics

by

Bishop Lamont


[News Reporter]:
And here at the scene our cameras clearly show the extent of destruction. Indicating it was truly a miracle that no lives were lost. Although a small number of people were injured. And as unthinkable as it is to believe. All the eye witnesses name the same culprit

[Bumpy Knuckles]:
Y'all know the name
Haha. It's Bumps

Turn up the music it's Bump back in the booth
Let you punk motherf*ckers that claim clappin' the roof
Make you certified hardcore
I slap ghostwriters and n*ggas they writin' for
What you bitin' for?
I Van Gogh the art of war and stomp like a dinosaur
Doin' damage I'm a connoisseur
A bit strange the pitch range is b*tch range
These new n*ggas will suck di*k to get change
It's bigger than words, it's deeper than verses
(Y'all know)
I wake up with beef, you sleepin' in hearses
(No talk)
Predictable flows, your words are the safest
(Let's keep it real)
You f*ckin' with Bump, I feel like a rapist
(Let's rock out)
You know Bumpy Knuckles name equal knuckle game
With a .45 caliber that buckle frames
In the bullpen warming up the mount
Three and two is the count and I'm bringin' in the fire arm
These b*tch n*ggas at bat ain't spittin' rap
They just hoggin' up airtime tryin' to get their liar on
Got five nines like Royce
For each day of the week cause weekends I rest my voice
I'm doin' damage

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