Intro: Buckshot Shorty
Aheh yeah... yeah whattup?
Welcome to flight Black Moon, we about to take you on a journey
Yeah... brothers lookin mad fine everything's lookin smooth
I'm your captain Buckshot, my co-pilot is DJ Evil Dee
We have S-W-N-D on deck
We about to take you about 31,000 feet into the air
We'll be cruising at a smooth altitude so
just buckle up, enjoy your flight
Verse One: Buckshot Shorty
To the weak, what we do, buck em down, word life
Each and every individual in sight
Let my man Jewel peep your style for your card
Then I kick a verse and take a look at the God
Aiyyo God hit them brothers with a verse real quick
And show em how you represent the Boot Camp Clik
You know what they say about brothaz who screwface
Upstate your knee be gettin laced, word life
I ain't gonna bull, ask my man Buff
On the streets he was tough locked up he was sweet stuff
Kid it's hot, word to Ma Duke
and get the loot from the man at night from my Timberland
Buck with the Shot that I bang with hang with
gang hanger with the double-edged banger
Boot Camp Clik's breakin your laws
If you fake we gon bust a cap, matter fact, break your jaws
I'ma bring it to your chest like wind
Then fill your lungs up with all the bull you had within
But I'ma put it back so parlay
To the weak in Bucktown all we do everyday
Chorus: Buckshot and DJ Evil Dee
Buck em down!! (Wind parade)
Buck em down, buck em down, buck em down
Buck em down!! (Wind parade)
Buck em down, buck em down...
Buck em down!! (Wind parade)
Buck em down, buck em down, buck em down
Buck em down!! (Wind parade)
Buck em down, buck em down...
Verse Two: Buckshot Shorty
