Buck, buck, buck shot now
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
Aight now listen
Sit down & pay attention
Before I shut down this business faster than The Covid sickness
I'm steady hoppin' fences
Shorts caught in them bitches
Left behind some extra inches
And I don't mean my girth
I mean this 12 inches of chrome, I squeeze off In a burst
Bitch I'm joking! I should never have a firearm Out in the open
Brain so wrong
I'll run the Boston marathon
So even when I bomb
The fear of failure
Keeps me going on
So before I'm gone
I'll explode across the lawn
Till you're left in awe; with no thoughts at all
As I pour my love inside this art
Even if it costs a leg and arm
I'll make my point
Till your caught off guard
Cut your joints till your raw
Left frozen to unthaw
No law at all would make me wanna fall
Thats my new protocol
If you don't like it then get lost
Buck, buck, buck shot now
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
Droopy eyes still f*cking in the back like Groupie times
Hooptie rides is the way we spinning slime
Keep behind, stay in the back when I'm Crunching rhymes
Posting stickies you forgettin lines
Keep 'em on your walls to memorize Sometimes
Alright I'm back, so stop lacking
Get off your ass cracking
This ain't a half hazard
Just a mad rapper
Thought his actions
Had magic
Actually he axed
His brain from lobotomy
Left at the bottom of the sea
Hopefully he can swim and breath
What a poor thing
Pressure caving in the deeper he thinks
This will never be seen
I could never believe
That I was a rapper please
Someone pinch me I'm asleep
You all slacking
Fighting with a dragon
Thought imagination kept you batting
I'm radioactive
And snapping
You losing at practice
Chemical explosions when you slapping
Thermonuclear implosion when I'm rapping
So you all wack when
You say my rhymes are trash, and flow is ass
But who made you the best at rap
Matter fact
I don't wanna rap
You can have it back
I'm tired of the savage act
And selfless spats from
A Legitimate lyricist imprinting his serious inks To the rhythm in a pay to win system with an Algorithm thats keeping talents imprisoned
So f*ck it now
I'll bring the shotgun out
So my message is spread all around
Buck, buck, buck shot now
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
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English
Buck, buck, buck shot now
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
Aight now listen
Sit down & pay attention
Before I shut down this business faster than The Covid sickness
I'm steady hoppin' fences
Shorts caught in them bitches
Left behind some extra inches
And I don't mean my girth
I mean this 12 inches of chrome, I squeeze off In a burst
Bitch I'm joking! I should never have a firearm Out in the open
Brain so wrong
I'll run the Boston marathon
So even when I bomb
The fear of failure
Keeps me going on
So before I'm gone
I'll explode across the lawn
Till you're left in awe; with no thoughts at all
As I pour my love inside this art
Even if it costs a leg and arm
I'll make my point
Till your caught off guard
Cut your joints till your raw
Left frozen to unthaw
No law at all would make me wanna fall
Thats my new protocol
If you don't like it then get lost
Buck, buck, buck shot now
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
Droopy eyes still f*cking in the back like Groupie times
Hooptie rides is the way we spinning slime
Keep behind, stay in the back when I'm Crunching rhymes
Posting stickies you forgettin lines
Keep 'em on your walls to memorize Sometimes
Alright I'm back, so stop lacking
Get off your ass cracking
This ain't a half hazard
Just a mad rapper
Thought his actions
Had magic
Actually he axed
His brain from lobotomy
Left at the bottom of the sea
Hopefully he can swim and breath
What a poor thing
Pressure caving in the deeper he thinks
This will never be seen
I could never believe
That I was a rapper please
Someone pinch me I'm asleep
You all slacking
Fighting with a dragon
Thought imagination kept you batting
I'm radioactive
And snapping
You losing at practice
Chemical explosions when you slapping
Thermonuclear implosion when I'm rapping
So you all wack when
You say my rhymes are trash, and flow is ass
But who made you the best at rap
Matter fact
I don't wanna rap
You can have it back
I'm tired of the savage act
And selfless spats from
A Legitimate lyricist imprinting his serious inks To the rhythm in a pay to win system with an Algorithm thats keeping talents imprisoned
So f*ck it now
I'll bring the shotgun out
So my message is spread all around
Buck, buck, buck shot now
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
Aight now listen
Sit down & pay attention
Before I shut down this business faster than The Covid sickness
I'm steady hoppin' fences
Shorts caught in them bitches
Left behind some extra inches
And I don't mean my girth
I mean this 12 inches of chrome, I squeeze off In a burst
Bitch I'm joking! I should never have a firearm Out in the open
Brain so wrong
I'll run the Boston marathon
So even when I bomb
The fear of failure
Keeps me going on
So before I'm gone
I'll explode across the lawn
Till you're left in awe; with no thoughts at all
As I pour my love inside this art
Even if it costs a leg and arm
I'll make my point
Till your caught off guard
Cut your joints till your raw
Left frozen to unthaw
No law at all would make me wanna fall
Thats my new protocol
If you don't like it then get lost
Buck, buck, buck shot now
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
Droopy eyes still f*cking in the back like Groupie times
Hooptie rides is the way we spinning slime
Keep behind, stay in the back when I'm Crunching rhymes
Posting stickies you forgettin lines
Keep 'em on your walls to memorize Sometimes
Alright I'm back, so stop lacking
Get off your ass cracking
This ain't a half hazard
Just a mad rapper
Thought his actions
Had magic
Actually he axed
His brain from lobotomy
Left at the bottom of the sea
Hopefully he can swim and breath
What a poor thing
Pressure caving in the deeper he thinks
This will never be seen
I could never believe
That I was a rapper please
Someone pinch me I'm asleep
You all slacking
Fighting with a dragon
Thought imagination kept you batting
I'm radioactive
And snapping
You losing at practice
Chemical explosions when you slapping
Thermonuclear implosion when I'm rapping
So you all wack when
You say my rhymes are trash, and flow is ass
But who made you the best at rap
Matter fact
I don't wanna rap
You can have it back
I'm tired of the savage act
And selfless spats from
A Legitimate lyricist imprinting his serious inks To the rhythm in a pay to win system with an Algorithm thats keeping talents imprisoned
So f*ck it now
I'll bring the shotgun out
So my message is spread all around
Buck, buck, buck shot now
Duck, duck, duck down foul
Twist grey goose now, get down
Spread out, buck buck shots round
Yea, buck buck shots round
Writer: Joshua Corbin-Tomlinson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid