[Chorus: repeat 2X] Listen, this is side talk You side-step to the side walk Or ride off with the boss See it's y'all loss If I ain't coming around 'cause
[buckshot] Buckshot rip the body apart Come through wit the lyrical art, follow the spark I'mma leave the blind thru the dark Gather up the ganja come
feelin it You can bump it in ya ride, you can park up on the side You can bump to the vibe, if you feelin this [buckshot] I'm high when I know I'm sweatin
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
what's the plan now Bd got the plan, buckshot, the man got Bd got the plan, just follow the god I'mma follow wit pride [buckshot] Lyrics for days, I
Hill for me from day one, they still wit me And chill wit me, on the corner where the killaz be smokin' a blee Throwin' this from the rebleness, you can't see Buckshot
[buckshot] Clack clack clack, clack clack clack clack Fuck wit bdb, I put a, hole in ya back See me, it's like that, it's like this Hit you wit the tip
Body girl, take your time Take your time, take your time Take your time, take your time Take your time I invited you to the club so what, so what? Don
[buckshot] People say a 'thug' is somethin I shouldn't be Some say 'death' is somethin I shouldn't see I had to be me, I had to do what I had to do Only
place to be Party people in the place to be Ladies n gentlemen, he's bdb A.k.a. you host for the evening By your people, he believin in fake mc's [buckshot
'll be damned I'll be damned, if I don't collect a royalty check And don't have a niggie beggin on knees, because he slept I'll be damned, I'll be damned [buckshot
beat is like a pump shotgun And I can handle it, more than handle it, I can damage it T2 style, wit one hand and shit, damn I'm sick [buckshot] Real
[Buckshot] It was a puff of black smoke, in the air I choke, then I witness two beady eyes there Glare, wit no fear, pitch black Waitin for the brother
I'm about to be a millionaire, money on the street, like thugs Hustlin' my lyrics like drugs, I find it bug Muthafuckas always gotta lock the safe but
] Get up in em [Q-Tip] Yo it's that nigga from the Tribe [Flex] Mmm, mmmhmm [Q-Tip] Let these niggaz know whassup son [Flex] Funk Flex [Q-Tip] Aight? [Buckshot
* No Joke is a cover version of "I Ain't No Joke" by Rakim a fuller length version appears on promotional 12" [Buckshot] I ain't no joke, plus I got
I know that I was not the one To let my feelings show In any way that mattered The moment I felt She might mean something to me I would just run away
Tell you 'bout the future Of a heart that heals with time... Still I see in you Someone I once know Way back in the past When my song had words And the
