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LL Cool J

Buckin' Em Down

 

Buckin' Em Down

(album: 14 Shots To The Dome - 1993)


Yeah, man the flavor, flavor
Yeah
Ah yeah, what we doing?

Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down

Ninety-three coming off with the flicks and the rough shit
Packing nigga's kicks with black pits
Sabertooth, the truth, ha-coot! Spit the juice
And let the hot-ass-lead-loose
Let it fly, betty-bye if you're ready to die
Kicking your ass and you can ask Keith Sweat why
I make your Benz seem obsolete G
Ripping your ass discretely, if you meet me
Putting bullets holes in tents, no fingerprints
You'll catch a slug in your ass while you jump the fence
Another young black man just caught a case
Not from Tecs or mace, from getting funky like a staircase

(Politicians) Buck, bucking 'em down (punks), buck, bucking 'em down
(Landlords) Buck, bucking 'em down (chumps), buck, bucking 'em down
(Taxes) Buck, bucking 'em down (bills), buck, bucking 'em down
(Beggers) Buck, bucking 'em down (we still), buck, bucking 'em down
(Politicians) Buck, bucking 'em down (punks), buck, bucking 'em down
(Landlords) Buck, bucking 'em down (chumps), buck, bucking 'em down
(Taxes) Buck, bucking 'em down (bills), buck, bucking 'em down
(Beggers) Buck, bucking 'em down (we still), buck, bucking 'em down

Yeah, what a scene, pulling a Tec
With an extra magazine out the baggy-ass jeans
Wetting up the block with mad Tec shots
Drop the Glock, putting crackheads in headlocks
Like a cheetah with my dig-beaters
Ten millimeter, buck, bucking you down from my two-seater
Ripping shit for the brothers who ain't here
Killing bears and kicking snitches right off the pier
Glock full of guts, steady bucking butts
Letting moonlight in your head-pull-puds
Def Jam in your ass for the jams
You've got posse, but are you nice with your hands?

(Politicians) Buck, bucking 'em down (punks), buck, bucking 'em down
(Landlords) Buck, bucking 'em down (chumps), buck, bucking 'em down
(Taxes) Buck, bucking 'em down (bills), buck, bucking 'em down
(Beggers) Buck, bucking 'em down (we still), buck, bucking 'em down

Bigging them up and the ripping them up and the
Shaking them up and the picking them up and the
Bigging them up and the ripping them up and the
Shaking them up and the picking them up and the
Bigging them up and the ripping them up and the
Shaking them up and the picking them up and the
Bigging them up and the ripping them up and the
Shaking them up and the picking them up and the

(Politicians) Buck, bucking 'em down (punks), buck, bucking 'em down
(Landlords) Buck, bucking 'em down (chumps), buck, bucking 'em down
(Taxes) Buck, bucking 'em down (bills), buck, bucking 'em down
(Beggers) Buck, bucking 'em down (we still), buck, bucking 'em down

Dragging you flower-ass rappers outta clubs
Thinking it pay too much, wet 'em like a dove
But in the slang, in the speech, in the style
Connect, can never be ripped by a suburban child
Gun smoke, bonanza on the block yeah
When all the shit was dead, coulda did a bid
Conferring MC scramble, dismantle
Never gamble and try to handle a vandal
You'll catch a forty upside ya head with ya fake dreads
Trying to front like you're packing lead
Dum-Dums are firing in a spiral
And now you got more beef than a gyro
Peep the ballistic, kick, slick, quick
Flip a script-a-slips, but that ain't new shit
Burning ya crib down
I'm fronting personal, he's hearing how a nine sounds
Busy-quizick, the diz-r is in
Fizz up his li-life, the visits was boring

Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down
Buck, bucking 'em down. Buck, bucking 'em down

done

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