[Buckshot]
I woke up in the night
Grabbed my forehead
Wipe my forehead with the sweat on to the bed
Deep inside thought

Thinking of a way to strapped
And walk the streets without getting clapped
Just because I´m tired of fuzz growing in my buzz
I´m doing my justice, bust this slug to the ignorant
Who said I didn´t have knowledge of self
So come and feel the wrath
So listen
First of all let me explain
That when i drop a rhyme I I make it hard enough to gain
The god is heavy
I blow you up like dynamite
Into my dome I let the L ignite
Fight, I take you on flight here
The war starts here

[BCC]

See we murder MC´s every day
Motherfuckers dont play
Straight from the Bucktown side of the block
Keep your shit cocked
Like we said, that´s when all the madness stops

[Buckshot]
To all the Godz who know who´s the coloured man
The colored man is the obvious, you understand?
I kill him, and drill ´im in my Boot Camp
Who can´t survive in the creek?
You can´t
Champion, Boot Campian Click
Stick and move
I bust your shit
Move and stick
It´s the original crook
Stomping through your army, what!

Gortex to your head
Keep your eyes shut
But, I´ll take you in consideration
My occupation is to bust your federation
With my ammunition
Flipping precision, being precise
He´s right, I´m nice
You can check my status and my apparatus
See the baddest Buckshot shot the boodah
Murder hero to clean your pipe like Ruger
Smoke a bag of charm then I drop the bomb
Buckshot I represent the Arm Leg Leg Arm
Head, natty dread, boy big him up
Roll thick like syrup
Cause chaos and terror

[BCC]
See we murder MC´s every day

Motherfuckers dont play
Straight from the Bucktown side of the block
Keep your shit cocked
Like we said, that´s when all the madness stops

I had a vision
It appeared to me in the form of a devil
But the rebel wasn´t there to see
For me this is the year to be
Head of the army, the follower must flee
And ain´t no room for the weak-Fuck the weak
They get bucked down by my Boot Camp murder fleet
We come through, representin´ on the regular everyday
Night time is the only way
The son of the seven, representing the Sun
The heatseeker
The cypher maker

Quick to take a
Sec to re-a-lize, I see right through you
Double guage
I´m pointing the rage at your crew
Blow your back out until your chest disappear
We blew the motherfucker
Now we outta here

[BCC]
See we murder MC´s every day
Motherfuckers dont play
Straight from the Bucktown side of the block
Keep your shit cocked
Like we said, that´s when all the madness stops
Buckshot: MURDAH! MURDAH! MURDAH