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Lyrics for Murder MCs by Black Moon:
| | | Artist: | Black Moon |
| | Album: | Buck Em Down 12 | | Track: | Murder MCs | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 347 | | | | Lyrics: | Verse 1
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 tieing the 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 hot
Like we said, That's when all the madness stops
Verse 2
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 bootcamp
Who can't survive in the creek?
You can't
Champion, bootcampian 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
Chorus
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
the son of the seven, representing the sea
the heatseeker
the cypher maker
quick to take a
sec to re-a-lize, I burn
right through you
Double guage
I'm pointing the rage at your culu
....
We blew the motherfucker
Now we outta here.
Chorus
Buckshot: MURDAH! MURDAH!
MURDAH
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