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Artist:Black Moon
Taken from the album Enta Da Stage by Black Moon
Album:Enta Da Stage
Track:Black Smith N Wessun
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:473
 
Lyrics:Featuring Smif-N-Wessun]
Verse One: Steele
Here we go, break of day, with a mad live
session
Down in Bucktown it's Black Moon, and Smif-N-Wessun
Pick up the pace cuz we're
right behind ya black
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back

BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did the shooting
Cops heard the shots, shit's hot cuz they're
pursuing
But it's my stomping groung where herds get blown down
Think I'm gettin
caught by beasts youse a damn clown
Check the drums of death as I break what's left
of
your face, cuz you're sellin out the rap race
Your family cried as your body lies in it's
casket
I keep a black Smith-and-Wessun in my polo jacket
Sixteen shots, for all you
hardrocks
And if your bitch is a dime she can get the cock
Straight up and down, we
two terrible toughies
The Vickster hit your pockets then I made your eyes puffy
What
pussy? Better drop your mic and get to steppin
Before you're face to face with a black
Smith-and-Wessun
Chorus: repeat 4X
Load the clip, bust lead to the head
The
nappy head dread, Buckshot and Baldhead
Verse Two: Buckshot
Real niggaz represent and
don't die
Never dead like I said all we fuckin do is multiply
I puff a mad bag of
buddha
Niggaz be like "Yo who the shorty?"
I'm bustin niggaz with my six-shooter

I get so much pussy my dick be in stitches
Red-boned or even fucked-up black Zulu
bitches
What? This lil nigga is a mad stalker
Brooklyn, New York will grab the leash
around your neck and then I
walk ya
If youse a bigger nigga bigger niggaz get bucked

Cuz I'm the Buck and I don't give a fuck my dick you can suck
Buck is a killer, thrill
a nigga like Manilla
I'm small but strong like that fucking gorilla
A crazy-ass nigga
puttin Brooklyn on the map
I never gave a fuck, I never give a fuck, cuz I'm all that

I take no shit see, givin the Buck fifty
I even blew your bitch cuz your man tried to stick
me
Chorus
Verse Three: Tek
Ahh shit, a personality split
And I'm bout to
flip with my nigga pull the trigger let the Glock spit
A little bad-ass shorty with no
remorse
I kill forties and quarts remains on stage so who the boss?
Another boom blew
up the scene
throughout the planet, get green, now I got sticky mean with my tag
team

G want a clip thinkin I'm takin this the underground moves
There ain't no more fakin
if you're fakin I'm bakin it
Straight up and down, nuff respect to Bucktown
Home of
the chrome, where I roam, not givin a FUCK now
Damn, just when you thought it was safe

to come out, with a rhyme, I got the nine to your face
Boom, hooked up with Black Moon, now
it's on for real
so I pack more steel lookin for the kill
Hope you're not the picture
on my scope, cuz the dread'll
pump lead, from the black Smith-and-Wessun, nuff said

Chorus
 
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