We keep it going
Day and night, night and day
They all left cause Buck came, right away
Take a breath; who rep, how to play
You might be the best, but not today
Im on fire
The number one indie provider
Set it off whenever we inside her
In place of my face, you see a rider
Underground like collider
A lotta people thought I was a fluke
Cause I had a backpack and some Timberland boots
But the trees still stand
These real fans stuck by me like a mommy saying, He still can
Any time you think of my son, think of a tan
Cause he will leave a mark like my name bue can
Damn -- I aint never seen niggas stop
But I seen Buck moving in the all-green drop
And the cops on the chase like, hes full of Scotch
But I wont do a dance like the Hustle or the Wop
Ill take it back like classic rock
Im Buckshot
I know why yall always hiding the truth like a wire
Cause I got a grip on the game -- pliers
You lie around so much, you just a liar
Im a tire, I roll out of control, low in the hole
We back, we crack like open toes
I suppose I should pose for the cam
But Bucks so classic, my flows Pac-Man
Now, me and 9th is, um, at it again
Soon as Im off the plane, I grab my pad and my pen
And I go in like doors with no locks
See my nigga Sean P Decept, no Go-Bots
I expect yall to show props
Show no props, at a show you wont cop
None of these
Every one of these emcees keep going like a old pair of dungarees
Ho, please -- Im tired of pop
Lady Gaga hip-hop, her name Buckshot