Black Moon

Everyday I see a new cloud coming There's one more hole in space Everytime I walk across the street I feel the gas blowing in my face We never learn even deserts burn And all politicians lie They won't do nothin' 'Till we reach high noon Black Moon A

(Buckshot) Keep thinkin' it's easy, like all you gotta do is Spit a hot verse to get on, and cop them new whips Hah, joke's on you kid, you hot on your block But not off your block, you need to pay more dues, kid "Hold up, hold up, rewind that, I wan

Instrumental 专辑:Masques 歌手:Brand X 歌曲:Black Moon

I was always right About the morning I'm an old soul Danced above the blades Never stopped crawling Hold up black days I'm waiting for you Waiting forever On a black mountain I'm always one Without warning Old Days reappear Lift away Pass the gate De

Instrumental 专辑:Black Moon 歌手:Emerson, Lake & Palmer 歌曲:Romeo and Juliet

send* corrections to the typist [Buckshot] Boo-Ya-Kaa check, my foul and my style Never on the Isle bucked, shots as a juvenile A little freestyle fanatic I, shot the rap addict With an automatic now, I got static See back in the days I, was a stone

Yeah, original crooks, original heads We doing it like this Word up I woke up in the morning Hopped on a train, I saw my man He had an L in his hand Hide it from the beast At least I catch a bus Before I hit my block I take a mega hit fronting On the

Buckshot* is now known as Da B D.I.Emcee. Buck em down (repeat 16X) Verse One Buckshot: Shorty To * the weak what, we do buck, em down word, life Each and every nigga whenever I'm in the sight Let my nigga Jewel peep your style for your card Then I k

Yeah, original crooks, original heads. We doin' it like this. Word up! I woke up in the morning, hopped on a train I saw my man He had an L in his hand, hide it from the beast At least I catch a bus before I hit my block I take a mega hit frontin' on

on a journey to see a for real MC the mind tricks the body body thinks the mind is crazy but when I get the slazy keep my flow I'm swayze I break, you take whatever type of shit the nigga Buckshot makes the incredible lyical and original You can kill

Intro: Buckshot Hey yo, this is straight up for all them ni***z out there Who fronted on some bullshit in the beginning, f**k dat (some reggae shouting) Verse 1: Buckshot Blaaaww! Here comes the Buckshot Shorty I kill black real, so guard your grill

(feat. Rock, 5 Ft. Accelerator (Black Moon)) [Buckshot:] Got a call one late night from my nigga Thor Tellin me Buckshot get ready prepare for war On the streets I peep em in the swarm technique So me and my peoples swarm wit heat When this beef rule

Put up, what up, BO BO BO! Suckers want to flow but they got no show So I'm a grab the mic, flip a script, and leave ya stunned Buckshot's the one that gets the job done Mic check, I get paid to wreck your set Get ready and jet, cause I'm a threat to

She looked at me across the room Emerging from a silk cocoon Along beneath venetian chandeliers Against the moon her body rocks Her eyes were cunning like a fox The wings of passion fly on all frontiers From this fire there's no returning No escape y