Buck 'em Down - Da Beatminerz Mix

Yeah
 Yeah, what up?
 Welcome to flight Black Moon
 We about to take you on a journey
 Yeah... Weather's lookin' mad fine
 Everything is lookin' smooth
 I'm your captain Buck Shot
 Our co-pilot is D.J. Evil Dee
 We have S-W-N-D on deck
 We about to take you about 31,000 feet into the air
 We're gonna cruise at a smooth altitude so
 Just buckle up, enjoy your flight
 To the weak what we do, buck em down, word life
 Each and every individual in sight
 Let my man Dru peep your style for your card
 Then I kick a verse and take a look at the God
 Ayo God hit the brothers with a verse real quick
 And show 'em how you represent the boot camp clique
 You know what they say about brothers who screw face?
 Upstate your knee be gettin' laced, word life
 I ain't gon' bull, ax my man Buff
 On the streets he was tough, locked up, he was sweet stuff
 Kid is hot, word to Ma Duke
 And get from the loot from the man at night from my Timberland
 Buck with the shot that I bang with, hang with
 Gang hangin' with the double edge banger
 Boot camp cliques breakin' your laws
 If you fake fake we gon' bust a cap, matter fact, break your jaws
 Imma bring you to your chest, like wind
 Then fill your lungs up with all the bull you have within
 But Imma put it back so parlay
 To the weak in Bucktown all we do everyday
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 Yeah they tell me chill when I kick it
 Although lyrics is wicked
 It's all about the L's and how I lick it
 Or how I shot somebody in the mug
 With the slug leavin' white chalk all on a pitch black rug
 You couldn't tell me other word to mother
 When I was fifteen runnin' around I was the real street lover
 On the corner out shootin' the dice
 Layin' up, gettin' nice, talkin' 'bout a heist
 G.Q. headin' up the one-two-five
 Push up on a shorty lookin' live on the prize
 I couldn't get the time of day when I was Little K
 Now you call me Buck so your lips wanna puck?
 Buck to your head, I know your X amount of thoughts
 But they call me Buck Shot 'cause, I take so shorts
 Word to the shell around my chest
 Big up to all de massive rudebwoy 'pon deck
 So if you see a weak brother, speak to that bastard
 Imma hit 'em up with the plastic
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 When I was in school I was the mack
 Buck was strapped with the ill lyrical contact
 Knapsack, filled with the gear that I G'd
 And a nickel bag of [inhale], yes indeed
 A mad little brother runnin' up on 'em all
 Fly as hell, hit the park, play the wall
 And all the older people sayin' Shorty's a bad-ass
 But youse a smart little brother, so you gonna last
 They knew the time, they knew the rhyme woulda
 Hit you in at least four years, so I came to split ya
 In the nine-four it's all about the war
 Ninety-five, ninety-six, boot camp clique is takin' over
 In nineteen-ninety-eight I couldn't wait
 To get all my brothers and do shows from state to state
 Now I'm the original head givin' instructions
 Thumpin' with them brothers Beatminerz on productions
 Welcome to Bucktown U.S.A
 Where the weak get this everyday
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 (Buck 'em down)
 Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
 We are now descending
 Into the Lab, down in Bucktown
 I hope you enjoyed you flight with Black Moon
 Word, this is how we do on the regular
 And um... please come again
 Word, we out