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Heard 'em talkin' shit, like Buzby ain't all that Stop the cap, motherfucker, we gon' run it back On the track, you gon' see me do a couple laps Took
I'm on a whole different level, y'all ain't ready for this shit, come on This is me Ain't no going back on Buzby Yo what, what, what, what, what,
Why don't you ever rap about guns Buzby? Aye Yuh XM8s and .38s and AK-47s too Ruger 9s and Mac-11s, don't come close or I might shoot M16s and UMPs
Keep grinding Buzby, keep grinding I've been in my evil ways, I need a bag today Shawty go either way, I know she gon' lead the way I've been in my
Buzby make the beat slap Possessed, tell me where the priest at No less, popping like the grease hot I taught myself, that's why all of my beats rock You
Eyes wide shut when I see 3D, fractals gliding into me No more life, no more pain No more Buzby in my brain Relationships was not the same, if I can't
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