[Steele] (Tek)
Black Smif-N-Wessun (comin to shake ya frame)
Remember the name (nothin change)
We dismember you lames
Duck Down when we take aim, remainin on point
Is how we stay ahead of the game, like links and change
(To maintain is the main thing) The name change, the game change
(But we still the same) Just elevated to a higher plane
[Steele]
Commin to shake ya brain, commin to shake ya frame
In this land of dreams, we plan to scheme
To gain fame and cream, we plot and feme
Popular teams, poppin out the proper machines
Automatic gleem laser beam stop ya whole team, clear the whole scene
Police lights and si-rens, high beam, walk thru hell and reign supreme
This regime, stay militant, givin it to each
and every inconsiderate fool, to act ignorant
[Tek]
My voice is back on the streets, home forbidden again
We gettin brains in the range, born bonic again
My whole team got spins, BGS made men
And I run with them hooligans from Brooklyn
Who stay with Trey-Ochos, my oiyes a loco
Papa, you emcee guys can't see I
Spit like the raw that they sell in the doors
Ya squad couldn't get no money till my man fell off
[Buckshot]
Aiyo kill the chit chat
Son bring the click-click-click-clack
Where the brick at? Yo flip that
Where you went back, you told me that you push a 420
And you push a Taurus on the low though
Slow your roll, you're dead and you just don't know
Where ya niggas at, where ya bitches go?
Aiyo, this nigga ain't worth my worst verse
Whiplash like I hit him verse

Keep my shit on the low, cuz fo stay curious
Actin funny style like Eddie Murphy in Delicious
Test a razor sharp dart throw inside ya terrious
It's evident, I never miss, on point like a specialist
ST declaring this, BCC professialist
School you idiots that front more than a little bit
You little kids couldn't fear this Steele class period
[Buckshot]
Yeah we went, all that leary shit that you hear me with
Actin like you cool on that amiquick
Nigga, I know, I could see the snake in ya eye
On ya grill, you muthafuckas need to shit peel
Yo Steele, Boom-bye-bye, hit 'em with the richochet
The gat speak, tell 'em what the trigger say
Come close, so you can get the nuzzle to your ear lobe
Blow you out a near earhole
[Buckshot] (Steele)
Black Smif-N-Wessun (comin to shake ya brain)
Buckshot, Tek & Steele (comin to shake ya frame)
Duck Down when we take aim, remainin on point
Is how we stay ahead of the game, like links and change
(To maintain is the main thing) The name change, the game change
(But we still the same) Just elevated to a higher plane
Black Smif-N-Wessun (comin to shake ya brain)
Buckshot, Tek & Steele (comin to shake ya frame)
Duck Down niggas, shake ya frame
Bucktown niggas, shake ya frame
Boot Camp niggas, shake ya brain
Brook-lan niggas, shake ya frame
Uptown niggas, comin to shake ya brain
Black Trump, comin to shake ya frame
B Fumps and Dum Dum to shake ya frame
My Ouras and Scios shake ya frame
My B.J.S. niggas shake ya frame
What, my Murder Av. niggas come to shake ya frame
Black Smif-N-Wessun (comin to shake ya frame)
Remember the name (nothin change)
We dismember you lames
Duck Down when we take aim, remainin on point
Is how we stay ahead of the game, like links and change
(To maintain is the main thing) The name change, the game change
(But we still the same) Just elevated to a higher plane
[Steele]
Commin to shake ya brain, commin to shake ya frame
In this land of dreams, we plan to scheme
To gain fame and cream, we plot and feme
Popular teams, poppin out the proper machines
Automatic gleem laser beam stop ya whole team, clear the whole scene
Police lights and si-rens, high beam, walk thru hell and reign supreme
This regime, stay militant, givin it to each
and every inconsiderate fool, to act ignorant
[Tek]
My voice is back on the streets, home forbidden again
We gettin brains in the range, born bonic again
My whole team got spins, BGS made men
And I run with them hooligans from Brooklyn
Who stay with Trey-Ochos, my oiyes a loco
Papa, you emcee guys can't see I
Spit like the raw that they sell in the doors
Ya squad couldn't get no money till my man fell off
[Buckshot]
Aiyo kill the chit chat
Son bring the click-click-click-clack
Where the brick at? Yo flip that
Where you went back, you told me that you push a 420
And you push a Taurus on the low though
Slow your roll, you're dead and you just don't know
Where ya niggas at, where ya bitches go?
Aiyo, this nigga ain't worth my worst verse
Whiplash like I hit him verse

Keep my shit on the low, cuz fo stay curious
Actin funny style like Eddie Murphy in Delicious
Test a razor sharp dart throw inside ya terrious
It's evident, I never miss, on point like a specialist
ST declaring this, BCC professialist
School you idiots that front more than a little bit
You little kids couldn't fear this Steele class period
[Buckshot]
Yeah we went, all that leary shit that you hear me with
Actin like you cool on that amiquick
Nigga, I know, I could see the snake in ya eye
On ya grill, you muthafuckas need to shit peel
Yo Steele, Boom-bye-bye, hit 'em with the richochet
The gat speak, tell 'em what the trigger say
Come close, so you can get the nuzzle to your ear lobe
Blow you out a near earhole
[Buckshot] (Steele)
Black Smif-N-Wessun (comin to shake ya brain)
Buckshot, Tek & Steele (comin to shake ya frame)
Duck Down when we take aim, remainin on point
Is how we stay ahead of the game, like links and change
(To maintain is the main thing) The name change, the game change
(But we still the same) Just elevated to a higher plane
Black Smif-N-Wessun (comin to shake ya brain)
Buckshot, Tek & Steele (comin to shake ya frame)
Duck Down niggas, shake ya frame
Bucktown niggas, shake ya frame
Boot Camp niggas, shake ya brain
Brook-lan niggas, shake ya frame
Uptown niggas, comin to shake ya brain
Black Trump, comin to shake ya frame
B Fumps and Dum Dum to shake ya frame
My Ouras and Scios shake ya frame
My B.J.S. niggas shake ya frame
What, my Murder Av. niggas come to shake ya frame
I m gettin the ahh I m gettin the ahh from the weak shit that I hear no lyrical styles come near to the one who boa...
Q Tip yo Aiyyo Buck word up get up in em Yo it s that nigga from the Tribe Let these niggas know what s up son ...
Buckshot Got a call one late night from my nigga Thor Tellin me Buckshot get ready prepare for war On the street...
Verse 1 At night I can feel the vibe in sight straight through the individual in flight Everybody got hit whe...
Buckshot is now known as Da B D I Emcee Buck em down repeat 16X Verse One Buckshot Shorty To the weak what ...
Verse 1 Buckshot I woke up in the night grabbed my forehead wipe my forehead with the sweat on to the bed Dee...
This is how the real shit Chorus 4X Buckshot Why the Devil keep fuckin with me Why the Devil keep fuckin with me B...
quotAlright party people it s about that time We want everybody everybody off the stage Who ain...
Check how I kick it when I was wicked around the way Hold my Tec cuz my niggaz pump by day Drugs and thieves...
Heather B Mr Wall Evil D 5 FT No doubt we gonna hold it down for Brook lon One time where you at WHAT Jerz...



