I´m takin ya back, come follow me
On a journey to see a for real MC
The mind tricks the body, body thinks the mind is crazy
But never sleazy, keep my flow, I´m Swayze

I break, you take
Whatever type of shit the nigga Buckshot makes
The incredible, lyrical, and original
You can kill it, bull, if you wanna take a pull
Whatever I see I attack, tack
Fuck up the back black, nigga fuck that
The devil lurks and my heart irks for the Hell
Look into the eyes of a nigga who fell
I hit my head on the concrete to beat the feet
Another dead nigga in the street
Bullseye, direct hit, don´t miss
But how many MC´s must get dissed?

"How many MC´s must get dissed?"

I can break it down like whatever you want
You run like this, I hit but I gets bizzd when Im pissed

Mister Buckshot rock it not quick
Bitch, get off my dick
I open up and boot em up then I shoot em up, whatever
Im clev-ever cuz I wear my leather in the winter
I enter the stage, nigga cock ya gauge
I bust em off somein awful
And then I leave the stage
Im just a crazy maniac murder a murder type thinkin
Ya shittin, ya ass thinkin, I see ya blinkin
I wet em and forget I never should of met em
But he was talkin shit to my man so had to get em
Yep, you can get the fist, whatever
But How Many MC´s Must Get Dissed?

I got a nigga on scope through the eye of a needle

But I had the nigga the nigga pucking on my desert eagle
Pain as a niggas brain Im goin insane
Pound after pound and come stomp on ya brain
Pick up the route and be jetty wit the loot
Dont try to walk wit a switch bitch like you cute
You jus couldn´t let me stick my dick and ride on the regular
Pen predator, et cetera...yeah right
So fuck what you heard its about gettin blipped
In 1993 motherfuckers get dissed