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Текст песни Black Moon f Busta Rhymes - The Onslaught

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[Busta R.] Flipmode, Boot Camp, alliance official[Buckshot] Shit hit your chest like sess[Busta R.] Each and every time(Whattup nigga?) Yeah whattup nigga?(Y`all niggaz chillin?) The Sun don`t chill nigga[Buckshot] Hate y`all little niggazListen to this right here motherfucker what?[Buckshot] Knahmsayin, shit be kinda closeHittin you up with some real shit, feel this nigga[Buckshot]Buck spread love like the Pope, but I never spread false hopeI bring the bomb squad close, rock you with a dose of TNT, niggaz ain`t believe in me?I`m comin back for all them niggaz who be thievin meI`m incredible, also edibleRock it in the stage show, see me in the interviewWanna be worldwide, but you can`t fuck with IYou try, you die; don`t deny the fact that you got your back blown by binoculars, the way I`m rockin ya and drop-toppin ya, dough low go for dolo in CaliAll my Outlawz form a rally and we _Bomb First_ niggaPull the trigga, see what happen if you hestitateand cut yoour blood supply shortThe bloodsport, the motherfuckin onslaught[CHORUS] -> Busta RhymesYo, now in the onslaught, y`all niggaz got caughtNow we can run a full court all in a bloodsportAnd while we hold the fort, cut ya like live shortsFeel the pressure burn a nigga like a Newport![Buckshot]Comin for youI used to sit back, and let a lot of shitget to my head, wanted to dead a lot of shitA lot of fake niggaz, frontin in the game witha little record deal but still drive the same whipDamn shame ain`t it? The vision that they show youin they videos`ll make you think them niggaz moved out the ghettoOh? Don`t get me wrong, I ain`t tryin to stayBut shit, at the same time I ain`t tryin to run awayA lot of family is left behindA lot of my niggaz is left to grind, some still do crimeSome do time, but, no matter whatNone of my niggaz keep an empty shell inside the nineCockback, fuckin up the Evil Dee track and make the mind reactSmoke a phat one listen to Buck and get blackAs a matter of factEven if you don`t smoke you can feel the contact[CHORUS][Buckshot]Comin for youJump through the window to your rescue I guess youheard the rest do, all that rap shit but in fact itsounded kinda good until I let you hear this phat shitYou lack shit, nigga track thisRecord this, oh my lord this is the warnin sign for y`allB.D. wann ball; is you feelin me? Let me know somethinAnd if you see me lookin sober, let me smoke somethinPump it up like D, film me like Spike LeeBodycount like Ice-T, do it nicelyNice to see, that nigga Buck..shot .. rappinFuck it, I`ma make it happenAll my niggaz stick to gunclappin, don`t changeFrom my street niggaz up to my nigga StarangBang bang nigga, can you hang, nigga?It`s your fault you got caught in the rain, nigga[CHORUS]

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