[Buckshot]. Sometimes you bark and some of them they ride hip hop. Buckshot bust cheek my trigger pon cock. Non stop when I rock niggaz be on my jock. So I got flocks to carry glocks for the cops. Niggaz know my style cause I be buckwild on the Franklin Avenue. Whatever have you please to my man Yoo-Yoo spark that L. Let's get with the buddha session back a nigga down. With my black smith & wessin you can call me crazy. Because I hate bitches head to the neck to the leg full of stitches. Break you fucking down youse a clown with my tre-pound. Fill it in your muthafuckin' chest on the ground get down. Nigga don't try to fight back. You be writing rhymes and I be like 'yo you ain't write that'. I heard it from my nigga and I see him down the way niggaz be on my dick. Because I'm like yo Mr. K the original ill subliminal. Type shit when I grab the mic you be like 'yo I wanna do hype shit'. Ups ups and aways wes goes. I can rock the mic because I got mad flows. Like this that dilly dally. Last time I fucked your fucking girlfriend Sally. In the alley right up the anal. She was like yo Buckshot Shorty you bring the pain too. My type of ass like the glass filled with grass. When I'm on your dick you know I shine like brass. Niggaz on my dick because I gots mad strength. And when I fucked the girl but it bleed. I go to left I never stop because I can rough it the top of my head. Niggaz be like; yo Shorty I thought you was dead. I thought you was the vein from the way they had you strained. On the last time on the rhyme you brung pain. To all the other MC's like my man Five FT. Niggaz be like yo Shorty can you rock the mic please. Slapped on your skills didn't think you had it. Your gonna shoot the mic like my main peradict on the mic. Give a check one two to the head niggaz be on your dick. So yo yo just come and flip a script. [5FT.]. Back up off this little trip. To pull the muthafuckin' dozen give a dick. So don't you dare press your luck. The war has begun and I'mma about to get in. Flip a script pick a target & I shoot to kill. Cuz I deathstalk with the glock strapped to the right. Prefer grenades cause they get the job done right. I blow but sneeze let niggaz know what I mean. When I get mad I go the muthafuckin' bloodstream. Bust a bitch in her throat and watch blood spill. As I get an ill do she die for her own will. I'm sending bodies after bodies to the morgue. And with an autopsy somebody had a smorgesboard. Of jealousy I feast the heart to body parts. As I spark up that L and get dirty after dark. One time as I blow your muthafuckin' mind. It's time for me to get ill and commit a mad crime. I went off throat but I keep the flow going. Keep it going keep it up and going and I'm just showing you. Just a little bit of my lyrical skills. When I go with the skills that pay the bills when I flip. And I rip it's time to be - ahhh fuck it. [Buckshot]. Inside of the mind I see. I'm the type of nigga that you call a mad freak. Cuz I'm a scorpion Buckshot Shorty be. In your fucking drawers yo sharp like claws. Always break laws cause I hate the fucking devil. Niggaz be on my dick cause I'm a hardcore rebel. Look at the 85 you'se a dumb deaf and blind. I'm the type of nigga that flip the script I hit from behind. Like my niggaz Mobb Deep creep on the under. Yo where's my man Mighty-O pass the blunt-a. A nigga like me because I've been ya man for years. Word up I knocked out beers and then we knocked out years. And all the type of shit that we did me just can't hang with. We grab the glocks bang-bang bang-bang with. Niggaz on two-third word up served. When we got fucked up yo we just smoke the pound of herb. We never gave a damn we went blow for blow. Niggaz were on our dick because we're toe to toe. And niggaz pulled out knives and razors. But we pull out the muthafuckin' infered lazer. Right to the head now pull nigga. I'mma get swift with my trigger take a swig of the 40. On the block to park the yard. Niggaz be on my dick because I say that I'm God. Why cause I'm God cause I manifest the puss'. What? And I'mma catch you down. When I hit you with the push in the mush. In the green from the textbook. Like the Holy Koran when I drops the bomb. I'mma take it easy cause you not ready for me. If I say this type of shit you might just spit or with. But if you get it yo you gotta dig it. Now I can grab the mic check one can you get with it. Yo 5 F-T bring it back from the top of the head for me aight?