Lyrics:
mad yeah I think I need a new roster
I can't trust no hoe nigga yeah they be an imposter
That's among us
Yuh, I keep me them bucks
Yuh, Ain't V- bucks
bugged, that was a rap career
Then Run D.M.C. jumped the fuck off
Got mad paid, word, kicked the bucks off
There wasn't many rappers out there rockin
niggas got money and forgot who they are
We rob, kill, steal, whatever
("Ayo dunn when you gettin out the hood"), Never
My people need me, my heart is
WHASSUP?!
Chorus: {vocal samples)
"Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon
"Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I'm on a mission.." ->
broke a tooth
I'm back better than ever belong in a booth
Just way better than you are accept the hard truth
You wasting my time sit down get a stool
I
are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Wond'rous apparition provided by magician.
Doo, doo doo lookin out my
more to life than a roley
She said "Oi why you preaching for"
Who do you think you are, Toby?
No i can just see
Past her "Pastor" shake "Sheik" she's
a you-haul truck
You all stuck cause you all suck buck, buck buck-buck-buck-buck!
Forget the cut, ?hasta la? stops, I bring it to your buttocks, enough
who they are
You can
Shout this sucks then jas
I'ma let them know
I'ma make bucks like plucks
I'ma let them know
Chilling like Pac with my thugs
Lemme
you in '91
Until things get the bozack.
I'm mad
[Chorus: x4]
no type of argument
All these devils are mad because we be the most dominant
Hey, hit you with fatness, represent my blackness
Run up on devils like
hurt if you come from out of town
But down by lord that's word
Fantastic
Show stoppin emcees
Yeah here streets is move by glocks in whos pocket
But
The city gates are closed, safe walls and buildings of smoke
As the bell’s doom tolls, day dies, shadows grow
You feeling safe now? Whilst under,
to rippin jackers, but I rip a jackass
Before we battle, there's two questions I have to ask
Are you carrying any firearms, and did you pack your bags?
Cool,
a nigga like the Tecca Nina
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute we (Just)
Breathe
Hey son, what the fuck are you
the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my self, you
in the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my
Owens
Trying to leave that nigga, he like where the fuck you going
Birthing these bitches but I ain't even showing
But these niggas ain't ripping what
to many weeks
If you ain't got it Better have it by End of week
I be feeling like a milly everytime them chickens touchdown
I been fucking bitchies way
Eziah, Call Me When You Get This
T8LR, Where'd You Get That, Are You Crazy
Akim
Gimme the cheese
I gotta eat
I need a leash
All of my dawgs defeat,
of persistence
Fuck outa here with that wack shit
Your hits are more like some soft kicks
I don’t know who told you this
But you’re trash take it for what it is
a you-haul truck
You all stuck cause you all suck buck, buck buck-buck-buck-buck!
Forget the cut, ?hasta la? stops, I bring it to your buttocks, enough
hate, duck, you could suck my
Watch the block get clear when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
No tellin' which Clan man you got struck by
hate, duck, you could suck my
Watch the block get clear when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
No tellin' which Clan man you got struck by
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