The Mastas lyrics

[Refrain: various speech samples]
"I am not now, what I was yesterday..
And I am not now what I shall be tomorrow..."
"People!" "People!"
"I mean, this sh*t is way out of control"
"So you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me
By yesterday, when I have moved on..."

[Verse 1: Billy Danze (M.O.P.)]
Since it's a brand new year, I got a brand new attitude
And a brand new way to come at a dude (SALUTE!)
You remember the staff, that mastered the fine art
Of lettin the nine bark on the ave (NO!)
If you don't know me, then don't act like you do
And if you plan to blow me, you bet' not act like you want to
(Criminal instincts!) I still got it
If a thick b*tch try to throw a pick, I'll still spot it
(Glory Gaynor, Danze!) Foxxx, I'm a survivor
I raise hell with a .25, to show you I'm live, cousin!
I'll put my hand on the good book, and overlook the deepest crew
And split a motherf*cker' throat (It's the "Murder He Wrote"!)
I stick to the plan, I'm close to my fam - and I'm a very emotional man
I told you that Danze was out of control
Body (snatcher!), slasher, (slash ya) soul! The masta!

[Interlude: various speech samples]
"People! People!"
"I am not now, what I was yesterday...
And I am not now what I shall be tomorrow..."
"This sh*t is way out of control"
"So you do yourself an injustice to judge me
By yesterday, when I have moved on..."
[Verse 2: Lil' Fame, (M.O.P.)]
C'mon!
When the last time you seen a n*gga that blast rhymes on some rap sh*t?
Fill and bust the gat quick, f*ck that sh*t
I'm the n*gga you love to hate
The thug that waits fo' yo' ass in the bushes with the AK-e
First I'll call yo' name, whisperin'
Then I'll lift yo' ass and have a snub-nose whistlin'
You can think sh*t's sweet 'cause I rap
I'll still split a n*gga head like a canteloupe (b*tch!)
And I'm dope! 'Cause I mastered the sh*t (C'mon!)
Plaster the sh*t, a true hip-hop n*gga (Yeah!), the last of the sh*t
Lil' Fame, BK born, been doin this
Since the days of B-D-K, and TJ Swan
n*gga, you choose, when I do 'em:
Boom-suh-mash 'em, bruise 'em, confuse 'em
Wait a minute, did I lose 'em?
I'ma put it down, baby, f*ck these kids!
I will splash 'em and ask 'em, "Who the f*ck I is?"
The masta!

[Interlude: various speech samples]
"People! People!"
"I am not now, what I was yesterday...
And I am not now what I shall be tomorrow..."
"People!" "People!"
"I mean, this sh*t is way out of control"
"So you do yourself an injustice to judge me
By yesterday, when I have moved on..."
[Verse 3: Freddie Foxxx, (M.O.P.)]
That's right..
My heart is colder than icicles in Poland
n*ggas hate to see when Bumpy get mad, what I be holdin'
Try to sh*t on me? I won't hesitate, blow out your colon
Never registered a gun that I had, I like them hot and stolen
And I don't leave no spares, like I was bowlin
Strike a n*gga chest, right in the pocket like Ryan, Nolan
And I'll run you down, stomp yo' ass, and leave you swollen
Pick up your cash, take all your burners and keep it rollin'
Triple X raised, Bumpy, I be John Blaze
That vintage sh*t that I been spittin from, back in the days
Smashin MC's, countin the ways, you want it?
Blowin' rappers up in bunches like [wrapped/rap] bouquets
I'm such a real n*gga, I'll take it to 'Blaze'
And tell 'em "Make it '51 Greatest n*ggas of All Time'
Or I shoot up the page"
I'm still the nicest n*gga, f*ck my age
Hand to hand, I'll whup yo' motherf*ckin ass, live on stage
I never claim to be somethin' I'm not
I'm a thug, and I'll die with it, like it or not
All the real n*ggas wild with me? Feel my rhyme
Now who baldhead rules in '99?
Who keep the real sh*t bangin' in ya? (The masta!)
Who take a block and start swingin' with ya? (The masta!)
Who still mic ready, send it to ya? (The masta!)
Knuckle game tight, black and blue ya? (The masta!)
[Outro: various speech samples]
"We need real n*ggas to bring it back..."
"People!" "People!"
"So this is what it comes down to, huh?"
"I am not now, what I was yesterday...
And I am not now what I shall be tomorrow..."
"I mean, this sh*t is way out of control"
"So you do yourself an injustice to judge me
By yesterday, when I have moved on..."
"We need real n*ggas to bring it back..."
"People!" "People!" "The master!"
So this is what it comes down to huh?"
"I am not now, what I was yesterday...
And I am not now what I shall be tomorrow..."

"I mean..." "The master, the master, the master!"
"This sh*t is way out of control"
"So you do yourself an injustice to judge me
By yesterday, when I have moved on..."
"We need real n*ggas to bring it back..."