Buck 'Em Down

(album: The Beautiful Mix CD - 2004)

[Styles P:]
You should take the cross off your neck and pray to Jesus
I'm breaking every rapper up like eighty pieces
I done sat in the cell and stared at the wall
And I'm swearing to God I air all y'all
I live by the sword or the pistols
Summertime I'm outside with niggas with pitbulls
I don't smoke the haze if it ain't got the crystals
Look in my eyes you can tell I would lift you
I'm in the DB nine when I'm coming to get you
I'm with my Arab man and he holding the missiles
I'm saying fuck all y'all
If you don't understand let me make it real clear I'm saying what to all y'all
No more videos or them silly hoes riding on y'all dick when I cut all y'all
The game too pussy I think it need change
I wanna see the barrel flame 'til they brains get mushy
East Coast Ghost
Ain't no other rapper in the game that you know that plays the streets so close
Still bring pain
Fire more shots than y'all motherfuckers do in that Max Payne game
Anybody front I'm knocking 'em out D blocking 'em out
That mean I'mma snatch his chain

[Talib Kweli:]
Ain't nobody fucking with Kweli
And the rock with a real name like a Styles P
Represent the L.O.X
Big up to all the massive rude boy on deck
Niggas yelling out what the blood clot
Lick enough shots, finna bust a flow like buckshot
What's up Franklin Avenue?
These Brooklyn niggas running wild through the jungle like caribou
Rap immaculate
I spit fire that will get tobacco lit faster than the rider on the chariot
Old school and cooler than the river watered downstream
Hit the block hotter than them grits poured on Al Green
The cops flashing the lights, passing them bikes
Ask for ya rights and they beat you like "The Passion Of Christ"
They got a sicker fetish for violence than Mel Gibson
We inject it in our system through direct television
The way I'm spitting Heaven through the Hell we living
It's like fate is a fakery style you can tell it's written
It's like a jail when you're sitting in a cell or prison
With destiny coming in the form of some mail or a visit
Yea opportunity's knocking
Like the beat, cause I got Pete Rock and Beatminerz in my hemoglobin
Premier Show and Diamond D
Listen here we about to flip it on the track like nine to three