Lyrics:
Freddie Foxxx Freddie Foxxx Is Here

( *DJ Kut Terrorist scratches* ) - huh, and Freddie Foxxx Makes musical displays, the record is slammin The world is hype and everybody is jammin Rappers are mad, heads are steamin Cause Freddie is

Translation: Sir Mix-A-Lot. Freddie Foxxx Is Here.

better be careful, you should be cautious You're messin with the man whose zone is danger Freddie the Foxxx, the swift rap ranger If you're caught foul, rap is

a trick to see em lose, won't it? I keep myself ready and prepared for all I handle whatever call, too strong to fall When you see Freddie Foxxx, you

And listen to Freddie Foxxx cold rip the mic The microphone's burnin like a flaming torch And my lyrics are hot, so they can burn and scorch So here'

on - not the Foxxx Now here's an example of poetry in motion Grab your trunks cause I'ma flow like the ocean You rappers ain't ready yet, Freddie is right

she was ready to sting The brother had a party at his crib one night Had the place laid out, and the music was hype About 100 people, I would say, no less Freddie foxxx

freddie foxxx, top destroyer when I hit prime time airwaves with rhymes freddie the foxxx had time and the right style I stay cool, my head never swells but rappers got GEL-LED (that one is

five, I been here before Bold and ready to die, I been here before Cocked and ready to spit, I been here before Names you shouldn't forget, they been here