The Onslaught

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Black Moon is an American hip hop group, consisting of members Buckshot, 5 ft and DJ Evil Dee (of Da Beatminerz). The group were most notable for their debut album Enta da Stage, and their affiliation with the Boot Camp Clik. more »


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featuring Busta Rhymes 

[Busta R.] Flipmode, Boot Camp, alliance official 

[Buckshot] Shit hit your chest like sess 

[Busta R.] Each and every time 

(Whattup nigga?) Yeah whattup nigga? 

(Y'all niggaz chillin?) The Sun don't chill nigga 

[Buckshot] Hate y'all little niggaz 

Listen to this right here motherfucker what? 

[Buckshot] Knahmsayin, shit be kinda close 

Hittin you up with some real shit, feel this nigga 


Buck spread love like the Pope, but I never spread false hope 

I bring the bomb squad close, rock you with a dose 

of TNT, niggaz ain't believe in me? 

I'm comin back for all them niggaz who be thievin me 

I'm incredible, also edible 

Rock it in the stage show, see me in the interview 

want to be worldwide, but you can't f*ck with I 

You try, you die; don't deny the fact that you got your back 

blown by binoculars, the way I'm rockin ya 

and drop-toppin ya, dough low go for dolo in Cali 

All my Outlawz form a rally and we _Bomb First_ nigga 

Pull the trigga, see what happen if you hestitate 

and cut yoour blood supply short 

The bloodsport, the motherfuckin onslaught 

[CHORUS] -> Busta Rhymes 

Yo, now in the onslaught, y'all niggaz got caught 

Now we can run a full court all in a bloodsport 

And while we hold the fort, cut ya like live shorts 

Feel the pressure burn a nigga like a Newport! 


Comin for you 

I used to sit back, and let a lot of shit 

get to my head, wanted to dead a lot of shit 

A lot of fake niggaz, frontin in the game with 

a little record deal but still drive the same whip 

Damn shame ain't it? The vision that they show you 

in they videos'll make you think them niggaz moved out the ghetto 

Oh? Don't get me wrong, I ain't tryin to stay 

But shit, at the same time I ain't tryin to run away 

A lot of family is left behind 

A lot of my niggaz is left to grind, some still do crime 

Some do time, but, no matter what 

None of my niggaz keep an empty shell inside the nine 

Cockback, fuckin up the Evil Dee track and make the mind react 

Smoke a phat one listen to Buck and get black 

As a matter of fact 

Even if you don't smoke you can feel the contact 



Comin for you 

Jump through the window to your rescue I guess you 

heard the rest do, all that rap shit but in fact it 

sounded kinda good until I let you hear this phat shit 

You lack shit, nigga track this 

Record this, oh my lord this is the warnin sign for y'all 

B.D. wann ball; is you feelin me? Let me know somethin 

And if you see me lookin sober, let me smoke somethin 

Pump it up like D, film me like Spike Lee 

Bodycount like Ice-T, do it nicely 

Nice to see, that nigga Buck..shot .. rappin 

F*ck it, I'ma make it happen 

All my niggaz stick to gunclappin, don't change 

From my street niggaz up to my nigga Starang 

Bang bang nigga, can you hang, nigga? 

It's your fault you got caught in the rain, nigga 


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