Serious

Huh<br>Do it<br><br>(Serious)<br><br>[ VERSE 1 ]<br>Now sit back in your seat and kick up your Nikes<br>And listen to Freddie Foxxx cold rip the mic<br>The microphone`s burnin like a flaming torch<br>And my lyrics are hot, so they can burn and scorch<br>So here`s a little something for you hip-hop whimps<br>Try to come down hard on the hip-hop prince<br>Get your rhymes all together, your microphones ready<br>Cause you`re about to meet the hip-hop terror - Freddie<br>For all you other rappers with self-proclaimed titles<br>Shut up and face the true supreme idol<br>Rappers, I`m here, so come get it<br>But those that tried are real sorry they did it<br>Cause I hit it - hard, nail on the head, now they`re dead<br>But that`s what you get when you`re messin with Fred<br>Ain`t no jokin or playin around, just listen to the sound<br>While I get down, this is serious<br><br>[ VERSE 2 ]<br>So serious when I take the stage<br>Kinda like lettin a pitbull out of a cage<br>For blood or raw meet - huh, sound sweet<br>But I take the mic and a milky beat<br>And drop one rhyme that`s self-defined<br>And then you lay back and relax while I climb<br>Into your mind, every opening hole<br>Walk through your body and take over your soul<br>This jam is deep, when I speak you turn chicken<br>Scared to death because my bassline`s kickin<br>Jump off and grab the mic - I dare you<br>Then I`ma open you up and then wear ya<br>Drag you all over like Raggedy Ann<br>Rough up the wanna-be`s, make you a man<br>Then when you jump up to talk crap<br>You`ll get slapped with a rap that makes your neck snap back<br>Down for the count, my hand is raised<br>My rhyme is praised, and you feel dazed<br>I`m gonna take you deeper, down to the bottom<br>When my voice hits the mic, it`ll sound like I shot him<br>I`m like Rikers, buckwild in dozens<br>And you`ll be lookin around like, who was it?<br>Hit from all sides, all you feel is pain<br>And you don`t even know your own name<br>Try to get up for the next round and pout it<br>You think you survive? I doubt it<br>Bring the stretcher, jumpstart the brain and heart<br>Of a rapper that`s been torn apart<br>This is serious<br><br>This is serious<br><br>[ VERSE 3 ]<br>Now I`ma tell you somethin you should never forget<br>Fred could stand in hell and won`t sweat<br>Don`t believe it? This is hell<br>Bring the rapper, then ring the bell<br>Then once we start rappin it`s a hell of a round<br>It takes you, your crew and the cops to bring me down<br>The rapper of rap, rhymes my occupation<br>Here we go, pump up your radio station<br>The Kut Terrorist scratchin like a maniac<br>Fred`s kickin rhymes like a natural born brainiac<br>It`s like your standin in water and touched a livewire<br>Boom - you`re on fire<br>And I keep rollin, rhymes keep projectin<br>Hittin like a punch to the jawbone connectin<br>You see me with the mic in my hand and you`re jealed up<br>Schemin with your posse, but y`all got held up<br>Serious business, the only way to go<br>I`m all about makin beats, rhymes and dough<br>And once in a while I`m a stick man<br>But girls ain`t a problem to Foxxx, cause I`m in, man<br>I got rappers on the mic delirious<br>You know why? Cause this is serious<br><br>[ SHOUT OUTS ]<br>This one is a special dedication for all the posse out there<br>This one goes out to Eric B. & Rakim<br>This one goes out to my man Ant Live<br>This one goes out to Premo<br>Sha, Let`s Jet and the Louisville Slugger<br>This one goes out to my DJ the Kut Terrorist<br>This one goes out to Laser Mike<br>This one goes out to Pat<br>I take this one deep for my physical Taheim Shabazz<br>This one goes out to the Almighty Supreme Easy E<br>This one also goes out to the Master Kevvon<br>I`ma take this mile-deep for Brooklyn<br>And I`ma slam one out left field for Queens<br>And knock a homerun for Strong Island<br>This one also goes out to the Southside Posse<br>This one goes to the Paid In Full Posse<br>And I`ma take this one down for my man Barney Barn<br>And I`m also gonna say peace to all the Gods<br>And I`m also gonna say.. out<br><br>(Serious)