Artist: DJ Premier & Bumpy Knuckles Album: StOoDiOtYmE EP Song: That Preemo Shit Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro] Hard work, no doubt [Chorus] We, wanna, hear, that, Pree-mo, shit Boom, bap, underground, that Preemo shit Hip-hop, hardcore, Preemo shit He got fire for ya, with Bumpy on it Peep, the Kolexxxion [Bumpy Knuckles] Yo everybody know that Preem is the beast with the beats He designed a lot of ways for these niggaz to eat Cause when Bumpy spit pain, over Christopher Mart's art It fed ALL the hood niggaz runnin the streets We lived the life, that's why I roll with the mic and gun I'm Freddie Blassie, you fuck with me, I light you, son Why niggaz ask me if rhymin is a part of my life? Cause I'm livin on the line, that's a part of the life These niggaz really don't write, like they really don't fight But I'm still not convinced that the game is dead Because a few lame niggaz wanna imitate skills with they limited skills, fake can't imitate real Fuck around, you get killed over kicks and snares They got a well-known Preemo feel, how the crowd feel Make some noise for the real B-boys in the building (C'MON!) Now we teach the children (let's rock) [Chorus] [Bumpy Knuckles] +My Thoughts+ interpreted across this perm Got me bullyin the rap game like Big Perm I know I promised y'all AmeriKKKan Black, I didn't fall back I'm lettin wack niggaz get some shine, I ain't all that I'm still on track, tracks by the Preemo Money on the table, I robbed the casino Raw like Pesci, smooth like DeNiro I'm poppin in the hood like the corner store hero It's the boom (boom) bap (bap), snares crack like a motherfucker head when I'm swingin the bat These wack niggaz can't rap, and the reason for that is dumb niggaz don't study, the lesson is that the legend is back and I'ma school you fruitcakes, new face Two-face, smiling and a goon face, money by the suitcase and a world-wide nod And the producer that we borrowed from the God ("Rest in peace!") [Chorus] ("Preemo!")