Freddie Foxxx

Stop, Look and Listen

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(Warning)[ VERSE 1 ]Turn up your radio, stand by the speakersBrace yourself, or you might get weakerMy rhymes hypnotize your total insidesNow we`re about to take a serious rideMeet me, here`s the introductionMy name`s Freddie Foxxx, and I`m the rap seductorYou wanna run up, run up right to come get thisSo you can all witness lyrical fitnessThe rapper that you`re hearin is the microphone killerThe b-boy idol and the fly girl thrillerThe microphone mangler, MC stranglerMilky as silk pads, rougher than WranglerMad for the mic, waitin in a rageI`m tight and all anxious to rush the stageRappers sit back, relax and get cosyI`m about to play y`all like ring around the rosiePack up your rhymes and move southOr else it`s `1st round, Freddie by a knock-out`You can`t move, I got you surroundedHuh, cause I wrote rhymes and bass poundedTo the body ( *cutting* ) to the head ( *cutting* )How you gonna last on stage with Fred?Your mind`s workin overtime thinkin bout the latestHit from the baritone voice of the greatestOpen your eyes, so you can all see itIf you wanna go out like a whimp, then so be itI keep comin, it never stopsKill your brain, give you no propsBlast the music, see what you`re missinStop (stop) look (look) and listen(Warning)Watch the Foxxx[ VERSE 2 ]Time is precious, so I`ma keep goinBustin off rhymes, watch me keep flowinWhen I storm, you`re in my way, you`re smashedDrug to the Dungeon, and then crashedLine em up one at a time, and I take emBring em up, 5s and 10s, and I break emNobody walks, all comers get hurtKillin up MC`s, that`s my workSee, rappers wanna strong-arm, but they ain`t strong enoughTo bite a rhyme, cause their wind ain`t long enoughTake the breath of death when you chew my rhymesIf you wish to die so early, fineMusic in the background sets the soundFor me to grab the mic and break it downOne line compliments the next, and you`re fiendin on itIt`s like you can`t even walk, so you lean on itThen I guide ya, saddle and ride yaThe voice of the Foxxx ringin all inside yaPlace your bets, his rhymes will wetAnd even if I dried him off, he still sweats Soak him in scratches, beats and rhymesNobody else`s - minesWalk on stage and try to be the manAnd watch Foxxx kick the mic our your handCall you `son`, make you sit in your cornerAnd slap you up like little Jack HornerIf the message ain`t clear by now, you won`t know itBe careful, steppin to Foxxx and you`ll blow itBlast the music, see what you`re missinStop (stop) look (look) and listen[ VERSE 3 ]Yo, Kut Terrorist, back up the musicBreak out some hip-hop, watch me protrude thisThe music is well composedIf you cover your ears, the beat`ll bust your noseMy style is dark, indeed, goes a thousand leapsInto the minds of those that sleepFor those wide awake, sit and observeThe musical master of a million wordsOr would you rather see a basic MC?If so, leave, cause that ain`t meThe brag-andboastin, so-called hostinNeed a little lesson in burn-and-roastinCatch the beat, and clap your handsAnd see if we can get all the skins to danceOpen your eyes and ears, stop and look, this ain`t dissinYou just have to listen

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