[Featuring Smif-N-Wessun]



Verse One: Steele



Here We Go, Break Of Day, With A Mad Live Session



Down In Bucktown It's Black Moon, And Smif-N-Wessun



Pick Up The Pace Cuz We're Right Behind Ya Black



The Punk Got X-amount Of Shots, Take One To Your Back



BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper Did The Shooting



Cops Heard The Shots, Shit's Hot Cuz They're Pursuing



But It's My Stomping Groung Where Herds Get Blown Down



Think I'm Gettin Caught By Beasts Youse A Damn Clown



Check The Drums Of Death As I Break What's Left



Of Your Face, Cuz You're Sellin Out The Rap Race



Your Family Cried As Your Body Lies In It's Casket



I Keep A Black Smith-and-Wessun In My Polo Jacket



Sixteen Shots, For All You Hardrocks



And If Your Bitch Is A Dime She Can Get The Cock



Straight Up And Down, We Two Terrible Toughies



The Vickster Hit Your Pockets Then I Made Your Eyes Puffy



What Pussy? Better Drop Your Mic And Get To Steppin



Before You're Face To Face With A Black Smith-and-Wessun



Chorus: Repeat 4X



Load The Clip, Bust Lead To The Head



The Nappy Head Dread, Buckshot And Baldhead



Verse Two: Buckshot



Real Niggaz Represent And Don't Die



Never Dead Like I Said All We F**kin Do Is Multiply



I Puff A Mad Bag Of Buddha



Niggaz Be Like "Yo Who The Shorty?"



I'm Bustin Niggaz With My Six-shooter



I Get So Much Pussy My Dick Be In Stitches



Red-boned Or Even F**ked-up Black Zulu Bitches



What? This Lil Nigga Is A Mad Stalker



Brooklyn, New York Will Grab The Leash Around Your Neck And Then I



Walk Ya



If Youse A Bigger Nigga Bigger Niggaz Get Bucked



Cuz I'm The Buck And I Don't Give A F**k My Dick You Can Suck



Buck Is A Killer, Thrill A Nigga Like Manilla



I'm Small But St