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to all the real heads, wit the knuckle game
Rest in peace to all my niggas that was murdered and slain

All heads realize, recognize, Smif-N-Wessun
Had my dick rock solid first time I fired
Had a sis that was solid, Smif N Wessun medallion
Only fuck with professionals and kids with thousands
Had my dick rock solid first time I fired
Had a sis that was solid, Smif N Wessun medallion
Only fuck with professionals and kids with thousands
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
ta get high
With my Breaddren, a boodah session
Learn ya lesson
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun

(Steele)
Bucktown's everywhere I swear
It's
'cause I want ta get high 
With my brethren, a buddha session 
Learn ya lesson 
Or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun 

Bucktown's everywhere I
[Featuring Smif-N-Wessun] 

Verse One: Steele 

Here we go, break of day, with a mad live session 

Down in Bucktown it's Black Moon,
fi fun
It's the blackhart scavenger you know your gettin' done
Me sing sound bureil and we don't take dat fi fun
Tess smif n wessun rasta know your
to laugh and joke, 
Now I'm sipping from my glass, saying pass the smoke, 
Taking trips round the world just to rap at shows, 
Kids say Smif N Wessun got
Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Fiyah Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun

Every day, life's a struggle for me
fi fun
It's the blackhart scavenger you know your gettin' done
Me sing sound bureil and we don't take dat fi fun
Tess smif n wessun rasta know your
the session in the back
When niggas is shaft on the ground puffin' meth and kickin' raps
Smif-N-Wessun comin' wit nuff buds and skunk
Fake the funk and get
niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it
But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin'
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red
Let me ask this question real quick, 
Um, as far as the smif-n-wessun
And the name change and everything like that
Now how did that come
About?
gun

Here we go, break of day, with a mad lye session
Down in Bucktown it's Black Moon, and Smif-N-Wessun
Pick up the pace 'cause we're right behind
Skills in guerilla warfare and blessed with refinement
My rap sheet, contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black Smif-N-Wessun
ain't baseball, I waste yall, ask no question
Attack from the back from the black smif n wessun
I be rubbishin, any crew that claims they be bubbling
Get
Loadin' up the clips wit lyrics punks run for shelter 
Smif-N-Wessun's on the loose with a noose for yo neck 
You let info slip out so its dead ya get
the name smif-n-wessun 
See me coming through and my nigga clef too 
Or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb 
Mobb beats to protect slaying your street
General connection, black Smif-N-Wessun
Watch your section, the night moves in three directions
Calculatin', watch those steps you takin'
You never know
the name smif-n-wessun 
See me coming through and my nigga clef too 
Or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb 
Mobb beats to protect slaying your street
Skills in guerilla warfare and blessed with refinement
My rap sheet, contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black Smif-N-Wessun