[Buckshot]. Just give me two seconds of ya time I'ma take ya shine. If you got a bad bitch this gon' make her mine. Once she hear the LP a/k/a the album. By any means necessary I will do a Malcolm. On the God fix the thirty yard six. Dominican Republic never heard of y'all shit. They dig me cuz I did me swiftly. Hit trees with my overseas mc's then breeze. Them please all of them niggaz is good for. Is talkin' they love walkin' on knees. I cock and squeeze when I shower many. Show a little love every now and them if I was them. Fuck my enemies I smoke my little trees. Show love to my seeds and put my hours in. But that was then and this is right here right now. We can do it Apollo 10 listen up. [Chorus: Buckshot]. How we do it they wanna know. How the gods can flow we bring the arsenal they like. How we do it we keep it crackin'. Ain't no slackin' we lovin' to make it happen they like. How they do it ain't no question. What we reppin' got them steppin oh yea. How they do it anytime you really want the answer. Call me and my mans up. [Buckshot]. First of all let's cut through the chase. And get right to the bottom line. You know the face nigga now the rhyme. Rap is not a crime though I'm killin' 'em. Fo'five millin' 'em Dru send the bill to them. So I can let them know how I rock dog Pepsi. And the sock don't rep me on your block dog. I do it for the indies the independents. Who rhyme from the last penny up until the last dime. I don't play games at all. I'm at the bottom where the flames engulf brains come off. Brave us off it don't matter when ya face up north. it's no laughter. Everybody seen the joke after choke half the. The niggaz in ya frontline or in ya back up. One time duke you betta know who you dealin' with. No card this is God you hard of hearin' shit?. Listen up. [Chorus]. [Buckshot]. Let it be known Buck be ahead of the throne. The only nigga that's ahead of his own I stay on p. Like they on me when they all see. That I'm all that and they just jealous and can't be. Hopin' I fall again but every time you pop off a pistol. You call my name (Buckshot). No need for amnesia I need ta spit a sick verse. For you set off your seizure. Shake ya body and ya knees up. Ease up weeze up in this bitch. Spark them trees up you look like you need Buck. Well he's up in the crib til you pay the kid. Pull your fees up please me with a visa?. He's a black Ebenezer hate all you scheezers. Like me I don't like you neither. But your rap beats is soft call Alicia Keys up. [Chorus]