Текст песни Black Moon - Rush, слова песни Black Moon

Текст песни Black Moon - Rush

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[Intro: Buckshot]Rush, rush, rush, rushRush, rush, rush, rushRush, rush, rush, rushRush, rush, rush, rush[Buckshot]If I don`t get in, I`m rushin`You can step aside or collide with this four-five bustin`No bluffin`, just niggaz in that, all black apparrelWith the barrels that spin back, Buck, where you been?I`ve been back, so now I`m on the mapAnd all I want is my bread, send thatHoldin` my shank, thrown to my tank, roll it blankDon`t hold the blade, but I will roll the bankFour five six, niggaz in your spot, lookin` at shotThinkin` I`m sweet, like apricotsCause when I let `em know -- I can be Teddy PendergrassIf you want me to let it go, I spit for lifeBoot Camp Clik for life, it`s superman in the dayWith the krypto-night, niggaz love how I grip the micChicks love, how I grip niggaz, they grab my dickAnd spit right, game in your brainI came in the game, with nothingAnd left with the world knowing my name it`s nothingYou can keep huffin` and puffin`, butMade you kneel your knees at the door and we all bumrush[Chorus: Buckshot]The labels (rush) The stores (rush)The doors (rush) All y`all (rush)The party (rush) Anybody (rush)For the shotty (rush) In your lobby(rush)The industry (rush) All my enemies (rush)Til you feelin` me (rush) Or til you rid of me (rush)The masses (rush) the fascists (rush)In that C-Class (rush) til my g`s class (rush)[Buckshot]This is Bucktown, blouse Fred WidicksCall me General Buck, cause I led millionsWear the Chuck Taylor`s or chuck TimbsFuck with him, you might get ya face crushed inBrooklyn, Franklin Avenue bring the crooks inEveryday hustlers, professional buffin`Slide ya dame like greeks in the vacant lotBust two shots, make it shot, chicks get laid alotYou love that, when they take it alot, you love thatGet the buzz back, I pray you never get in my wayMy gun slay muthafuckas, when you get in my wayI`m Billie the Kid, shit, I`m really the kidShoot you in front of your kids, and been slidTo the next state, me and Beatminerz on the way upQuick to slay up, the next up, fix ya face, don`t miss the dateSome call Mr. Hate, cause I got a list of hateYou, number one through eightIt`s all great, I can`t relateWith this 38, I`m rushin` the door, and I can`t wait[Chorus][Buckshot]Talkin` bout I can`t come in? We bumrushYou see them niggaz with no grins, they from usWe all got big ones to bust, got a lotta respectFor them niggaz that never did, run from usBut respect ain`t shit, when the tech spitTwo shots in your Lexus Coupe and your neck splitThat`s it, it`s a wrap, you ain`t know this and thatWill get you clapped, fuckin` with Shot, watch ya backCause we comin` through, runnin` through, murder in twoAnybody can get it, nigga, including youIt`s awful, unlawful, how we kick down the doorYour jaw, hit the floor too, back up a little bitGive me some room, niggaz ain`t wanna give props to the MoonCause I`m underrated, the underdog, and you overhatedYou know I made it, but you still tellin` me no favorsFuck it, let`s get it on right nowAlotta niggaz gone right now, but I`m born right now what?[Chorus]

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