Buck Buck - POET.mp3

[00:09.03](feat. Poet)
[00:24.57][Scratching]
[00:24.84]Circumstance is beyond our control
[00:26.31][Poet]
[00:28.68]Livin' on the down low and I represent the Shaolion deep
[00:31.71]Where crazy bother's known for buckin' a ******, so don't sleep
[00:35.79]????? Watch the bodies pile
[00:36.78]Ooh child you can't ****** with my bloody murderstyle
[00:39.30]I got you on a scope and it's sharper than a knife
[00:41.67]Feel the 9-mill rip it through your flesh, taken life
[00:44.37]Just another ******ass caught up in my warpath
[00:46.89]Cut you right in half, feel the wrath of a bloodbath
[00:49.38]Mass destruction, try test my function
[00:51.72]With the padamin I kicks the flavor in ???? conjunction
[00:54.87]What's more to prove ******? Hold op
[00:56.55]My hoodyman crew know I got *******t so up!
[00:59.40]One for all and all for one
[01:01.23]Some for me and my crew, but ****** you gets none
[01:03.96]So check out my steez, I get over like a bear
[01:06.21]Hoppin' door and rush hour lookin' out for the coppa
[01:08.64]Watch what you do and kid it's over when my glock pops
[01:11.58]And my crew rocks, pack 'em in like a lunchbox
[01:13.98]???'s mad *******tty like a diper
[01:16.20]You're just another victim of the rooftop sniper
[01:18.63][Chorus]
[01:24.69][x4]
[01:24.78]Buck buck buck
[01:25.05]The eyelid to let out!
[01:31.35]Three-fifty-seven! Boom!
[01:32.64]I put his head out
[01:33.27][Poet]
[01:38.19]I wanna know, can you feel it?
[01:39.69]The Tech-9 rip, because this be the season for catchin' a map clip
[01:43.41]I'm showin' you who's ******, when I smoke a hell off ******z
[01:45.69]Better recognize fool, when my finger's on the trigger
[01:48.42]Go for the flow ho, just so you know
[01:50.49]Punk ******z like you can't ****** with my flow
[01:53.28]The buckshot, one buckshot two
[01:55.11]By the time we let off three, there'll be no one you
[01:57.75]Because the buldge in my pants ain't just a big ******
[02:00.42]Every 4th of July, you're bussin' shots with my click
[02:03.06]And that crew consists of ****** Wrecker
[02:05.25]But no, I'm the only bouncer, so love I, my brother
[02:08.19]Big chop is on, I caught the storm
[02:10.02]When I see a crazy cloud of meth comin' down like a hawk
[02:12.93]And that can only mean Big Sam is in the hallway
[02:15.48]With a fat blunt, gettin' ****** up all day
[02:18.21]Slow decept you, flex you, now we bust
[02:20.73]****** if we must, because the glocks we trust
[02:22.89]Open up your eyes, now you see your triggerstyle
[02:24.99]Glocks pop up, ****** what now? ChickaPOW!
[02:27.30][Chorus]
[02:33.63][x4]
[02:33.72]Buck Buck Buck
[02:33.99]The eyelid to let out
[02:35.37]Three fifty seven! Boom!
[02:36.63]I put his head out
[02:37.41][Poet]
[02:47.46]Listen to my 9-millimeter go bang
[02:49.65]Shells drop from the glock, now I know you can't hang
[02:52.11]With the roughneck, hooligan, oh no not you again
[02:54.87]Killin' mad force, no remorse when I do 'em in
[02:57.36]Chose to oppose, now you sleep with the fishes
[02:59.76]Tech-9 dreams clock nineteen wishes
[03:02.49]My ??? gets crazy fat like a ham
[03:04.62]******z try to play me out and I'll be damned if I don't ?blam?
[03:07.29]Step back, perpertratin' with the job
[03:09.42]When it's time to survive, **** back with the full five
[03:12.18]On the streets reaper, you met the grim reaper
[03:14.31]Layin' six feet down, 'cause it gets no deeper
[03:16.74][Chorus]
[03:17.01][x4]
[03:17.10]Buck Buck Buck
[03:18.27]The eyelid to let out
[03:24.60]Three fifty seven! Boom!
[03:30.78]I put his head out
[03:31.59][The beat goes on with some scratches and then fades out]