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black moon - the onslaught lyrics

[busta r.] flipmode, boot camp, alliance official
[buckshot] sh-t hit your chest like sess
[busta r.] each and every time
(whattup n-gga?) yeah whattup n-gga?
(y’all n-ggas chillin?) the sun don’t chill n-gga
[buckshot] hate y’all little n-ggas
listen to this right here motherf-cker what?
[buckshot] knahmsayin, sh-t be kinda close
hittin you up with some real sh-t, feel this n-gga

[buckshot]
buck spread love like the pope, but i never spread false hope
i bring the bomb squad close, rock you with a dose
of tnt, n-ggas ain’t believe in me?
i’m comin back for all them n-ggas who be thievin me
i’m incredible, also edible
rock it in the stage show, see me in the interview
wanna be worldwide, but you can’t f-ck with i
you try, you die; don’t deny the fact that you got your back
blown by binoculars, the way i’m rockin ya
and drop-toppin ya, dough low go for dolo in cali
all my outlawz form a rally and we _bomb first_ n-gga
pull the trigga, see what happen if you hest-tate
and cut yoour blood supply short
the bloodsport, the motherf-ckin onslaught

[hook] -] busta rhymes
yo, now in the onslaught, y’all n-ggas got caught
now we can run a full court all in a bloodsport
and while we hold the fort, cut ya like live shorts
feel the pressure burn a n-gga like a newport!

[buckshot]
comin for you
i used to sit back, and let a lot of sh-t
get to my head, wanted to dead a lot of sh-t
a lot of fake n-ggas, frontin in the game with
a little record deal but still drive the same whip
d-mn shame ain’t it? the vision that they show you
in they videos’ll make you think them n-ggas moved out the ghetto
oh? don’t get me wrong, i ain’t tryin to stay
but sh-t, at the same time i ain’t tryin to run away
a lot of family is left behind
a lot of my n-ggas is left to grind, some still do crime
some do time, but, no matter what
none of my n-ggas keep an empty sh-ll inside the nine
c-ckback, f-ckin up the evil dee track and make the mind react
smoke a phat one listen to buck and get black
as a matter of fact
even if you don’t smoke you can feel the contact

[hook]

[buckshot]
comin for you
jump through the window to your rescue i guess you
heard the rest do, all that rap sh-t but in fact it
sounded kinda good until i let you hear this phat sh-t
you lack sh-t, n-gga track this
record this, oh my lord this is the warnin sign for y’all
b.d. wann ball; is you feelin me? let me know somethin
and if you see me lookin sober, let me smoke somethin
pump it up like d, film me like spike lee
bodycount like ice-t, do it nicely
nice to see, that n-gga buck..shot .. rappin
f-ck it, i’mma make it happen
all my n-ggas stick to gunclappin, don’t change
from my street n-ggas up to my n-gga starang
bang bang n-gga, can you hang, n-gga?
it’s your fault you got caught in the rain, n-gga

[hook]

- black moon lyrics

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