Recoil Lyrics

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[Buckshot]

Feavin ass, creepin ass, my man's black path, ease up off the Av.

You don't make me laugh, I'm dead serious to the core

Brother, you better check the shit I got in store

Cuz, what I got in store keeps me ready for the war

W-A-R, R-A-W raw, I saw more than the average citizen

Shit is in style, fuck a ass til it smile

BDI, like the all I seein, everything, like this mood I be in

Meditation, constant concentration

When I inhale and exhale for all my niggas whose facin death row

Time to flow on another mission Buck, no diggity

Let's go, my dignity, when police be friskin me

Like you found the burner on the BD MC

But, non cypher, 10%, what you gonna do, represent

When you raise your glock, but me and my niggas on the top



[Chorus]

What you really need is

What you really need is

All you really need is breath control

Breath control, breath control, breath control

What you really need is breath control



[Buckshot]

If I said it once, I'll say it again

When all them punk niggas think they ready to spin

Step up, and you can get your melon crushed

Just like the rush from a train, I'll dissect ya frame in half

Raise my Duck Down staff as my microphone blow ya out the frame

All the way back, zone is the way of my walkin

Down the block, Buckshot, rock a nigga head off, get off

Or I'm gon' set it off from the south to the north

East, west, and we can all get it on, word is bond

Shit is like that, write that in your memory bank

Boot Camp Clik, thank, you for tellin me you read misses in your mind

Stupid, now I'mma hit ya mentality from behind

I know you're not alone in your zone

So I'mma enter your fuckin cypher where you roam

And turn your house into my home, just cuz I'm the ruler

Sun ruler, school a nigga, while you try to fool a original crook

We never stop thinkin, minds constantly on the move to keep it linkin

Like chains, you know we maintain, what?

Boot Camp Clik represent nigga, we don't give a fuck



[Chorus 2X]



[Buckshot]

It's easy, listenin to Buckshot, while I rock knots

Guarantee to put a bullet shot inside ya niggas who

Try to step to, Buck, the BDB, plus I hold my rep too

Fuck, I'm just a nigga you can listen to

Clear, you can understand every word you supposed to

See 'babble' is a word in your vocabulary

Not mind, nigga, when I rhyme, you can hear the sign of the scorpion

Got you coughin in, stuck by the venom that I put in him

Always loose, never win, I'm developin

A brand new bomb to set the blow

To let all them niggas know



[Chorus to fade]