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Slave (Black Moon)




I'm gettin the ahh, I'm gettin the ahh from the
weak shit that I hear no lyrical styles come near
to the one who boasts like Buck
On the mic truck, cuz I never gave a **
I hate the weak shit, man it be **in with my soul
I peeped how radio be trying to take control
Tellin me to get a little lighter on my lyrics
But if it ain't real on the mic I can't feel it
Straight from my bloodstream, I pump finesse
Nevertheless, hold it in your chest like stress
Rhythm and blues style is not in my environment
And when I "slowww dowwwn" it's time to take a hit
But until I fall off, call off your set
and if you never knew me, then you never knew wreck
Look inside of the mind and see
Cause you might be trapped with a nigga like me
I feel like I'm trapped in the mother**in cave
To the rhythm I'm a slave, lookin in my grave
Jugulur vein bustin out my neck, you see the rage
I move when I groove cuz I'm into, the stage
of the Buckshot, black, I'm bringin it back
to the roots, like Timberland boots, home on my rack
And I don't give a ** what you say
Commercial rap, get the gun clap, day after day
Niggaz don't play on the d low, kid you know my steelo
I roll on more niggaz than cee-lo
We might just bumrush your set
Me AND my niggaz on the real mic check
Like my nigga Smif gettin swift on the gift
Then I toss another lesson to my nigga Wessun
And my nigga Five from the tribe of Moon
Pass the Crooked I, bitch yo pass the boom
Whenever you're ready I'ma take you into the stage
Deep in the mind of a slave

Who Got Da Props? (Black Moon)

Put up, what up, BO BO BO!
Suckers want to flow but they got no show
So I'm a grab the mic, flip a script, and leave ya stunned
Buckshot's the one that gets the job done
Mic check, I get paid to wreck your set
Get ready and jet, cause I'm a threat to your fret
No holds barred, and complete move fakers
Best to play the back and watch your girl, I might take her
If she's a crab I'm a diss her and slide
If she try to riff I got my Smith on my side
Word to God, here I come so make way
Rugged and rough, killing your set every day
Microphone check 1, 2, here we go
And I'm a let you know, who got the flow
Spitting my verbs like an automatic weapon
Suckers keep stepping, so I'm a let you know

Who got the props? *bo!*
Who got the props? *bo!*
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! *bo!* (Repeat 4x)

One Mississippi, two mississippi
Sucker tried to diss me so I played him like a hippie from the 60's
But I'm a get paid from the 90's
Quick to play you Little Rascals out like Stymie
Kicking flavor, with my life saver techniques
Guaranteed to move feets and I go on for weeks
Maybe years if my peers give me ears to fill
Lick off a shot and act ill, parlay and chill
See I paid my dues, now you can't tell me nothing
This is dedicated to the ones who kept fronting
The ones who tried to diss and play high? Oh no
Just cause you had low, see now I got dough
And I'm paid out my rectum, meaing my backbone
Grab the mic, flip a mad script to your dome
Suckers, I kick 'em like tae kwon do
Yes and low, from head to toe to let you know

Who got the props? *bo!*
Who got the props? *bo!*
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! *bo!* (Repeat 4x)

I'm the rugged operator like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Buckshot quick to play your nigga like Sega
Smooth trigger-happy snappy, keep my hair nappy
When I swing an ep girls call me "big pappy"
I used to play a game called "Ring Around the Rosey"
But now I play the mic, that's why the whole world knows me
I'm sort of like a Chevy heavy when I bumrush
You'd better bring your whole damn crew or get your head crushed, sucker
Cause I'm a set it off with one shot
One trigger, one nigga ??? heads drop
Don't even try to play me out cause static
Buckshot Shorty, he sounds like an automatic
Rip the set, my friend's mad tight
Cause I rocks the mic and keeps the crowd hype
Straight from Bumrush, I crush and cause chaos yo, and I'm a let you know

Who got the props? *bo!*
Who got the props? *bo!*
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! *bo!* (Repeat 4x)

One, two, melody shows
And before I flip a script you know I must keep you dozing
Into the stage of the Buckshot Shorty
Son pass the boom, keep the top on the 40
Never ever ever get played, KILL THAT
Bust a mad cap in your back cause I'm all that
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Elude the hook and, your whole beat's tookin'
Must take charge, bomb guard, I'm the man
Bust my plan, it feeds back on my fam
Once I cruise, pay dues, I never lose
When I break on fools, wake up, you don't snooze
Bust a move, I get smooth like Roadie
Kick it like the Four Horsemen, yeah you know me
Booming like a speaker with my 100 dollar sneakers
Baggy black jeans, knapsack, and my beeper
keep a fresh cut, never see me with a busted fro
And I'm a let you know...

Who got the props? *bo!*
Who got the props? *bo!*
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot! *bo!* (Repeat)

Shit Iz Real (Black Moon)




Check how I kick it, when I was wicked, around the way
Hold my Tec, cuz my niggaz pump by day
Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the night
Niggaz who fake real, come on a real flight
Six feet deep in the creep
Mic technique got a nigga locked down for a week
Word is bond, shit is on like this
Gotta move, cuz I'm on a nigga hitlist
You know the kid with the rock from up the block
Hit him up with the glock now his pops on my rooftop
Ridiculous to think you're hittin me
You're not hittin me you're gettin me upset with the threat
But I'm a little nigga from the heart of Bucktown
My stomping ground is Brooklyn bound
** what you heard, it's about what you hit
And if that's your girl, then your bitch ain't shit
**in all my niggaz cuz they know Black Moon
Shit iz real yo, pass that boom
Never parlay without a L
Inhale the first hit for all my niggaz locked in jail
Then go for dolo on a coup, laundry
Shoot the wack in the back and I'm aight all day
It's hot, shit is on ask the cops
Tell the dreadlock that I rule the block
Ease back, nuff man ah die like that
Eyah pussy all de X-amount of shot in your back
Word to my hardrocks on Franklin Ave
Feel the bloodbath of the aftermath
The wrath of Duck Down, Bucktown is real
Word to my nigga Five Ft on the steel
on a nigga who faked the jack, yo lift it back
** where you're from, it's about where you're at
Where your gat? Whenever you in Bucktown
Shit iz real, all you hear is the sound
I'm real, shit iz real, ** the raw deal
Pick up the bitch in the back by the field
on the word, shit is heard in two-third
Pump herb to my niggaz from a nickel bag of absurd
On-The-Real is locked down, what?
Beast can't step one foot in Bucktown
Mr. Ripper hit your back up with holes
All my niggaz on G mad lows knows
all about the breaker of the cash
Nigga nasty-ass, hittin all on my Bill Blass
I got a vibe in site, hmmm
Maybe cuz I had to get it on last night
With a nigga from up the block, who walked the rock
Drill him, but in another game I'ma head swell him
And when it comes to loading clips
Niggaz talk shit get hit with the Tec at the hip
Straight from Bucktown, U.S.A.
All my niggaz must represent eryday
on the steel, shit iz real word to Feel
Shit iz real, yo shit is mad real

Don't Forget (Del The Funky Homosapien)




Don't forget ya niggas
my rep gets bigger
and figgers on my checks
flex
like Hercules
when I flow with ease
usin' lingo that'll bring mo hoes
front and center
enta this blissful twist
full of fun for my niggas
here's another one
you get a hand shake
and take a copy of the UNA
we're doin' a service
and who are they?
questions and answers
and we can sure
capture the spirits in ya soul cause the man's pure
and furious,
cause curiosity killed the cat
why fill the gat with lead & leave a nigga dead?
but if you was that nigga
don't sweat me
cause if I was that nigga I wouldn't pull the trigga
protect yourself but don't project yourself
into trouble
cause, you'll perish, there is
some things I never forget
police sweats when we out posted like marionettes
we jets, unless them hands be empty
they lookin' for niggas, yeah
they not allowed to peel me.
[CHORUS:]
"Don't forget your niggas..."
Don't forget ya niggas
even if they low down niggas
cause I sho found niggas
down on they luck
here's a pound, and a buck
and you better not spend it on no booze
choose what is more important
I'm a nigga who will ford shit
before it starts
we score with heart
artistic values
and I'll use a portion of the brain
other niggas is ignorin'
ya snorin'
what's up my niggas
Hi niggas
I figures
I'm the nigga who can rig a rhythm to ya soul
plain & simple
then pull, other tricks out my sleeve
and leave unseen
clean & slicklike
niggas need to get they shit right
for they step to HIEROGLYPHICS it might
prove fatal
so move, wait till I'm dona
I use fun & fabrications
for your imagination
wastin', spillin'
blood when I'm ill &
depressed
cause I take it out on others
not the brothers
just record executives
and I bet you give
up ya cash
when I leave you with a gash in ya**
cause I had a heart when I started
now I departed
and I'm back again
give me ends
'fore I bust into ya office squeezin' triggas
because you, because you, cause you forgot us niggas.
[CHRUS:]
Now peep
I knew a nigga that was large
that nigga used to rap good
now I'm askin' him
perhaps, could you tell me how you fell off
yet you was well off
but now the real niggas think ya soft
cause we beat rhymes
you can't keep up with the times
it seems you have styles combined
from other fools
and you'll discover who will be a real nigga
you da man
you supposed to skill niggas
when you say you will
you don't display you skill
and still you throw your niggas out the doors
scores of years ago you was bros
but now you got a little dough
and yeah you tryin' to play him like a hoe
but I don't think so
he aint a puppet
enough with that shit
take that job,
stuff it
up ya**
just gimme enough for gas
I'm rough & I can last,
and get my own phuckin' cash
well that's that
and what do you get for that?
Ooh you dirty rat
how could you forget the fool
that was down wit ya in school
ya'll use ta shoot pool
ya sorry busta
never could trust a
nigga think he's so large
that nobody can thrust him
out the pilot seat
ejected
you forgot ya nigga
ya assed out
Expect it.
[CHORUS]

Powaful Impak (Black Moon)




Intro: Buckshot
Hey yo, this is straight up for all them niggaz out there
Who fronted on some bullshit in the beginning, ** dat
(some reggae shouting)
Verse 1: Buckshot
Blaaaww! Here comes the Buckshot Shorty
I kill black real, so guard your grill like naughty
Niggaz call me Jeffrey Dahmer, why
I'm quick to bombercars
That ** your armor, cause I cause mad trauma
No comma, straight through your mama like acid
I **ed her, then I did it, that's why you's a little bastard
You talk mad shit with no back up, what's up, act up
You punk niggaz get smacked up, word life
You **in' with the wrong nigga
I ** too many on the mic, they call me daddy long trigger
Mister Buckshot, makin' the gun hot
>From niggaz that fiend to see my little**rot
Peep my style, check my level
I'm so hot, I shot a **in' fair one with the devil
Booyakya!, watch your back, grab your **in' gat
Here come brothers who are ready to act
Chorus: [samples of Busta Rhymes]
[Powafal Impak] 4x
Boom!! [the cannon]
(Repeat)
Verse 2: Buckshot
Some pack a mac, I choose to pack a black 22
By my waistline, buckin' your whole crew
I step through, and represent Black Moon
First, before I kick a verse, I puff a bag of boo
Lyrically I freak your funk you never heard
My shit is so fly, when I kick it, it's absurd
Damn, how I wrecked your life with one record
Made your crew break up and girl get **
Respected, because I work hard for my cash
Shakin' more flavor then Mrs. Dash
Look out below, my flow will hit your brain
I got dough, but I still hop the train
I'm bustin' niggaz open, Attica style
Yo, straight to the jugular, brother you're mad foul
Gimme dat, because I rock with the best
Yo, peace to the hardcore niggaz, ** the rest
Chorus
Verse 3: Buckshot
Free, to the five, to the four, to the funk
I pop junk and keep the bump in the trunk
Puff the skunk and get high, Oh lord
Get on my skateboard and do a mother**in' driveby
You little crab**flea
Biting my style, you know the original rudeboy is me
Buckshot, no joke, smoke a nigga like buddha
Who the ** you think you playin' wit
Yeah, I'm sayin' it
Cause I want beef, for you can hang here right
Yo, sometimes I wonder how the ** you get a mic
But I don't sweat that, cause I 'm still paid
Niggaz get bucked down, bitches get sprayed
I do what I want, just so I can make loot
If it's an eagle, pack the gat son
You know how we do, true
Chorus
(Assorted shout outs 'til end)

Superstylin' (Groove Armada)

Enta in de dance, plug it in and we begin,
Crowd up in de center, they watch (be dibidim),
Watch de way we drop it in a mixed timin',
Rise and amplifying when we come in wit de swing.

Just follow in de back and naturally harmonising,
Climb into position wit syncronised things,
Live from out de ghetto we maximising,
Sound-O-De-Groove-Armada we Superstylin'

Sometimes, can you feel the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, in tru the day and tru the night,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Somtimes, you can make the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, it's for your spirit and your mind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)

Dat's how we drop it on de up on de line,
One time lyrics that must stick on your mind.
Propa guys line that go "Propeye propeye",
My Mc's super I'll go double on de right.

Go double on de right.

Sometimes, can you feel the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, in tru the day and tru the night,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Somtimes, you can make the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, it's for your spirit and your mind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)

Home operater make de music play in time,

Baby just recline...

Worldwide...

Enta in de dance, plug it in and we begin,
Crowd up in de center, they watch (be dibidim),
Watch de way we drop it in a mixed timin',
Rise and amplifying when we come in wit de swing.

Just follow in de back and naturally harmonising,
Climb into position wit syncronised things,
Live from out de ghetto we maximising,
Sound-O-De-Groove-Armada we Superstylin'

Sometimes, can you feel the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, in tru the day and tru the night,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Somtimes, you can make the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, it's for your spirit and your mind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)

Planet Rock 2K (Tech N9ne)

(intro:)
You know what I'm sizzlin
It's time to get this party started right baby
Aw....my name.. they call me Tech N9ne
And I ah need a carabu lu
Uh that's 151 malibu rum and pineapple juice
You know what I'm sizzlin
Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is
Can't get the party started without that
Let's do it

(verse 1:)
You want me to jam I'm finna enta
Brain waves came from insane days
Make ya sick like bad mayonnaise
(Tech N9ne)
Got the remidie rhyme
Infinity
Criminally tryna be some shit
I crack ya open like the youngest male Kennedy
Got the whole planet rockin off the low blows
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the (tech 4x N9ne 4x)

Now here's a message
Liberace may Chocolatate'
take em I'ma rock na
Playa, nigga ** what I say

Throw ya souls in the air like this
Flash ya bar codes while I stick em with a
Nahababadamanis

The Tech N9ne out to find vaginas
Since the playa clubbin it, grubbin it
Lovin that crema streama
My thing when I flips I got to make sho that it's hot
Gotta make the whole planet rock like this

(Chorus:)
Make that**hop, don't stop
Down south niggaz make the planet rock
MIDWEST, too much**in one room
Rat-a-tat tat-a-tat tat-a-tat BOOM
Make dat**hop, make dat**hop
All da ladies in the party make the planet rock
See dat**hop, watch dat**hop
All da fellas like to see ya make da planet rock

Hahaha dats way to much**for me baby slow it down right here

(Verse 2:)
Call it what ya want it
Ghetto futuristic come get up on it
There's a black up in my sector can I jump on it
Cause all we wanna do is
Get drunk, get blowed, spin shits, and ** hoes
We quick to beat a buster down bad
MidWest side put me in the sound lab
Now I'm hot damn like a ?????

I'm flippin backwards for you flow snatchers
Blast ya'll
When I ask me to playin fast ball
Crash yall
Glad yall
Mad yall
Cause last call was in the back of the club
Bangin da hell outta dis bad bra
On my planet we take no haters for granted
They Kris Kross
(10 seconds til lift off)
Be somethin pistol grips off
Ripped off
The techniques I complete heat
Retreat 69 to 6 feet
Unique speeks freak tweeks
Never let the BCs can it
While the true trooper? of Tech Nena rock the planet

(Chorus)

Ay partna I got a wild one here
man see if you can help me here with this thang
It's all delicious baby

(Verse 3:)
I got dat type of funk to make ya ??? scream three
Six rappaz beein hunted by a killa MC
I neva killd a ???with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet lookin crispy
Swiftly makin rappers do 360
(Neva do three 6s)
Otha niggas tryna dis me be
(Under these prefixes)
Non ill mouth
Functional (N9ne)
Rambuctional
Neva let up off a heated mic till I'm comfortable
Road Dawgs style
57, 56 street gang
Grips we gain
Anybody wanna trips we bang
Hit us with
(??? make em ask 4 it)
(Makin hella hoes getta nut)
(Make em put a ???? in dey butt)
(Betta hope she a slut)
(Nigga road neva give a **)

Why the attitude
Nena rache' got the sauce
I'm mad casue the chiefs lost
I'm pissed off
In Kansas City
I'm str8 from the abis
Tech N9ne
I got the planet rock with me
The whole planet rock like this

Nigga back up I aint know that was yo woman
All the broke**playa haters be quiet (YEAH)

(Chorus)

I can tell that you can tell that I'm twisted
by the bulge in my pants so let's do it baby like this uh

Kansas City make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
St. Louis make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Missouri make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Chicago make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Lawrence, Kansas make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Topeka make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
KCK make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Witchita make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Minnasota make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Cleveland make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Nebraska make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Oklahoma make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Detroit make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Mississippi make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Memphis make da Planet Rock (Bitch)
Indiana make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Dakota make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Carolina make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Virginia make da Planet Rock (ugh)
D.C make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Baton Rouge make da Planet Rock (ugh)
New Orleans make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Arkansas make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Alabama make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Atlanta make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Houston make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Dallas make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Fort Worth make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Miami make da Planet Rock (say wha)
New Jersey make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Philly make da Planet Rock (say wha)
New York make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Las Vegas make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Arizona make da Planet Rock (BEATCH!)
Seattle make da Planet Rock (say wha)
California make da Planet Rock (say wha)
L.A make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Englewood make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Compton make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Long Beach make da Planet Rock (BITCH!)
Sacramento make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Oaktown make da Planet Rock (BITCH)
San Dieago make da Planet Rock (HOE)
San Fransisco make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Mid-West make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Down SOuth make da Planet Rock (say wha)
East Coast make da Planet Rock (say wha)
West Coast make da Planet Rock (say wha)
I say ya mama make the planet Rock
I say ya daddy make the planet rock
I say ya mama sucked a dick cock

(outro:)
And we done
Cut dat shit out!
Mother**er
Pola Bear in da house
Pola Bear track masta 98 style
Mother**in Midwest side to da fullest
Teck N9Ne, Don Juan
Nigga
We in the Bear tracks
Punck**bitch

I Got Cha Opin (Remix) (Black Moon)




Yeah, original crooks, original heads. We doin' it like this.
Word up!
I woke up in the morning, hopped on a train I saw my man
He had an L in his hand, hide it from the beast
At least I catch a bus before I hit my block
I take a mega hit frontin' on the good ship lollipop
Move the hop so I can put the hip in the grip
Everybody slip so I can take a trip to the dip
Dig a deeper hole microphone control with soul
Look at my hot eye's tell me how could you be cold
I'm coming to you from the underground, with a thunder sound
#1 question, "Yo how can I be down?"
But I tell you bring your lighter and roll your finger
Back up on the lighter so you can see the fire finger
Go from left to right then front to back
Herbal verbal lead is givin' the mic contact
React whenever I keep your head scopin'
Ahh don't front you know I got cha opin
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check my dialect from my diaphram my man
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
Me and my crew walk the streets at night
Like lookin' for the right one, baby
If it's payday I'm at your doorstep
I never sweat swingin' the epp nowadays 'cuz my rep
Is known for the tricks that is straight like toys
In the cypher with my boys, we be gettin' busy
Wreckin' shop. I drop the top make the seeds pop
From the live that I sparked last night in the dark
I be dedicated to the moon 'cuz it's Black
Resurrect, come back, tell me about the other side jack
Now we goin' back to "Who's Got The Props?" when I blew up the spot
Last year on the box.
Pressure to come back with another fat single
Not too underground to make you stop when you mingle
But bust it, pay attention to the third verse
and I'mma take you to another level first, Yeah
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Now you're sweatin' Evil Dee number 1 DJ!
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Now you're sweatin' Evil Dee number 1 DJ!
First of all listen, I'm the N you know that
when you see me at a show you better prepare for the flow
Right away. I'm givin' you a brighter day.
It's never sunny, still don't nothin' move but the honey out the page
So I enta the brotha zone. I come to the front of the stage
And let you know who's on the phone. Leave it alone.
See it's a hip hop thang. Not a fake drip drop fame or corny**lame.
You can fool the rest but you can't fool me.
See the best school me for the simple fact
It's the g-o-d, buck to the shot
Still took the techs and Buck took the rocks
So forget the past, no more Shorty
Strictly Buckshot, I rock you 1 down to 40 Below
I gots to let her know that I am the day that never tire everytime
I felt the fire
People try this when your jam got cold
Used to be the man now your band got old
I know the plan, so I keep you scopin'
Don't front you know I got cha opin.
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
Yeah, without no doubt. This is dedicated to my man
Big 5, Big Trev. Real's in the place to be
We're coming to get you out, kid.
And we out...no doubt...

Niguz Talk Shit (Black Moon)

[ VERSE 1: Buckshot Shorty ]
Somebody call the morgue, I just caught a DOA
Two to the head, I shot the bitch in broad day
No joke, I smoke gunshots you heard from blocks and blocks
I bust Mac-10s, oo-wops and Glocks
Shit, killin every nigga in sight
Bust a cap and crack a joke over your grave like Dolemite
Cause I'm a sick-ass nigga with no brains
Burst in flames, turn the mic into blood stains
Any thought I think, you blink and drink death
So I rip the mic and pat my nigga to the left
5ft. Excellerator, greater than your crew
Bring in your whole mob, mutha**a, you're still through
Yo nigga, where's my four-fifth?
I got more riff for any pussy niggas who forfeit
Bring it on, what, I got no shame
Buckshot's in the house and you know my name

[ CHORUS ]
Niggas talk shit but that ain't my steel'
Niggas talk shit but that ain't my steel'
Niggas talk shit but that ain't my steel'
I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill

[ VERSE 2: Buckshot Shorty ]
Slow it down one pitch for that hoe with the lick
Pass the automatic, I'm about to flip
And spray niggas with my vocal ( ? )
Lead to the chest penetrate through the vest
And when I roll mad deep niggas back off
**in with Buckshot it's blood you cough
I don't laugh or joke, I never choke on a blunt
But I chocke a stunt if it's beef she want
So bring the mutha**in arrow and I play Rambo
When I shoot the crossbow inside the hoe
And her nigga, triggers I'm addicted to
Like angel dust I bust holes in your crew
You're wack, face the fact, you're all on my jock
Till the ehm tic-toc, I don't pop
So yo make way so I can make my day
I'm fonky but you're Pepe Le Pew

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 3: Buckshot Shorty ]
Watch your mouth, nigga, I heard you're talkin mad shit
If you're really on my dick, bend, take a lick
Here's your choice cause my voice'll break backbones and necks
Who's next to flex and feel the wrath of my tec
I spray, no delay, more jabs than Sugar Ray
I murder then I drop dead bodies in the lake
Beats with mad funk, pop the trunk
Play my tape while you lay back, puff the skunk
I'm no joke, I flip the script like De Niro
I'm a full-course meal, you're a one-dollar Hero
I'm sorta like the mob when I get a job done
Contracts and all that, guns, guns
So stay the ** back or feel the heat from my gat
Buckshot Shorty, see, I always stay strapped
With the nickel nine on my mutha**in waistline
Bitch, you know my name, bring it in

[ CHORUS ]

Necessary Roughness (The Lady Of Rage)




Hayyyyy!
Break it down big ba-ty, here to rock the par-ty
(c'mon) Break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah
Do what I must *inhale* ooh what a rush
Lyrical muderer, microphone bone crusher
Yeah yeah y'all
Break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah

Now check the mic stalker, will wear you out like Walker
Rock a microphone like I was a native New Yorker
I strike HARD like Ben Frank's lightning rod
Leave you suckers scarred (uh-huh) leave you suckers charred
Now you're burnt to a crisp, so check the vocalist
I get sick with my shit, wicked like sadistics
It'll be a +Black Moon+ when I _Enta Da Stage_
Grab the microphone, turn from Robin to Rage
Then I shoot from the jugular, I get rough and ruggeder
You can't front on this big body Southerner
Your shit'll get smacked back, you're booty like asscrack
Who reigns supreme, baby no need to ask that
I bust on the daily, get down to the roots like Hailey
as I proceed to rock the mic, feel me, I
gets total wreck and make crews pop, I
rock from Osaka down to the Boondocks
Pop goes the rhyme on you weasels (uh-huh)
Rock strictly for my peoples, strictly for those Prince Edward evils
as I, blow up like spontaneous combustion, hah
I'll be the +Queen+ of MC's that's +Flushing+, hah
And ain't no maybe's, or might be's, cause if the mic be
within reaches of my psyche, I just eat it up like Mikey
(I like it) when I'm weeded, so beat it, don't let me get heated
or you just might get stretched out like Sealy Posturepedic
(Believe it) so it is said, so it is written
Until the day that I'm dead, I'll keep hittin
always and forever spittin, from my soul for real
down yellow brick roads I will, uhh
chase them dreams, make more snap than green beans
Ask Mr. Greenjeans who's the Captain, I'm slappin
Fast-actin like Tinactin, mo' deeper than the ?
So get crackin, you don't wanna Clash with this Titan
Whether freestylin or writin, the way I be breakin off mics man
I'm twirlin MC's like I'm Major Wreck
cause I'm a major threat, once again Rage in effect

HAH, Necessary Rough when I bust
Enter your zones, microphones get crushed, I..
I break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah
I do what I must *inhale* ooh what a rush, c'mon!
Necessary Rough when I bust (UHH)
Enter your zones, microphones get crushed, I..
I break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah
I do what I must *inhale* ooh what a rush

Now tell me who in the place wanna taste? (who?)
I'm rhymin til I'm blue in the face so face, the, facts
Don't look back, or you're gonna be salty
Uhh, ah-hah, you best take flight like Maltese, Falcon
you're scalpin, your hearts palpitatin
Fluttering from the uttering of the vocab when I spake it
when I spit it, wack MC's get ommitted
Now did it not occur to you, that I could serve a few
good men or women, cause I'ma, equal opportunity, HAYYY
You're bound to lose, unless your name is Parker Lewis
Now let's do this, let the games begin (uh-huh)
Got suckers on the sideline mad as a wet hen, so you best
step with that rambling, you're gambling with fate
I got suckers scrambling like quarterbacks from Grambling State
So, don't eff around Tootsie, you might get Roll-ed up
Sewed up, you best play like crutch and fold up
HOLD UP, watch me flip shit like a gymnast Mary Lou Retton
Best play like Omega Psi Phi and start steppin
Jettin on the first Delta out
cause I make mics melt in my mouth
Takin em out is all I'm about, now check me OWWWWWWWWT
For hip-hop, I dies off with a vengeance
My vocab blows doors off it's hinges, with every sentence
And since this is the new age, uhh, ah-hah
All lyrical concoctions, by lyrical murderer Rage
got a vertical hold, on verbal abusin ways
Cervical tubes get spayed, neutered, get slayed, tutored, DONE
Blood shit, on nuff shit, quick, handcuff this
Cause it's definitely Necessary Roughness

HAH, Necessary Rough when I bust
Enter your zones, microphones get crushed, I..
I break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah
I do what I must *inhale* ooh what a rush
Necessary Rough when I bust
Enter your zones, microphones get crushed, I..
I break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah
I do what I must *inhale* ooh what a rush

Necessary Rough when I bust
Microphones get crushed, I..
break a sucker down to dust
Do what I must *inhale* what a rush
Necessary Rough when I bust
Enter your zones, microphones get crushed, I..
I break a sucker down to dust, hah
I do what I must *inhale* what a rush

Necessary Rough *inhale* ooh what a rush
Necessary Rough *inhale* ooh what a.. ooh what a.. *echoes*


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