fucked up comin strong with the GOAT Getting killed with no money now you dead broke If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight Get buck like Bugsy and his men go
win, no matter what Young niggas from the hood and we don't give a fuck And every time we hop out wit' them choppas Everybody hands go up, and they stay
spittin flames since niggaz was pitchin change I'm a hard knock kiddo, always played the middle Threw flacks in the crack game, getchu if I can getchu Since a buck
I write We fight, fuck, get buck wild Kill, chill, make love, have child Freestyle, B-boy, hit the block Build, destroy, get it hot Yo, I make the place go
people on the side jam on it So jam on it, say what? The sweet old beats my speech radiates I grab the mic my voice resulates and penetrates I make the B boy emulate A buck
telling her That her child was slain She reaches for his picture frame Open up the good book read the scriptures And sighs his name The skies full of flames
Yeah Think I'ma try somethin' that I ain't I ain't never did before on this one Let's go Get your lighters, roll that sticky, let's get higher (Let's
around the other way means ha Boy when I do, I see, I can't get stuck Jump on the mic then I earn a quick buck Buck meaning loot, then I grab some boots
kick that for a song Check my car, I don't care, I don't play fair Keep some shit in the stash box, then get me the chair And it don't buck shot and
Let it go (Let this angel life go) Let yourself go (Time is passin' 'til the cops come) Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress (On and on and on and
continues..." [chorus] We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere We can't be stopped now, cause this bad boy for life We ain't, go-in nowhere
I could bring back Man, I?m doing a buck down memory lane And if I crash just pick my plane Cuz I?m talking about we go way back, we go far back Before
niggaz, with the 'fedi Let's get buck up in the club And all my soldiers, fall out, gangstas, mob up All the homeys on the block Anny up on the fin and let's go
hand, to plays up Go 'head play tough, fake thug, you wanna play rough I ride or die, I ain't bluff, you can page puff (echo) [chorus 2x: blue flame (
cuz a nigga was tryin' to get a name Or die 'cuz it was just my time to feel the flame Might get sparked, might not feel no pain Might go out like dark
You try to get over You're gonna go under You try to get over You're gonna go under Literally it's 3030 I don't got time To be wasting time on you Slow
same way he came When I spit flame, it spits flames like your middlename So why do I say fuck the fame Because it come and go The industry's a pet without
strug's, of somebody suffa scripturaz, tryin to rip ya, hit ya really good, I'll split ya, ditch ya. Gotta put you in my hall of flames and damn, it'