Sweet 1993 Lyrics

I break, you take

Whatever type of shit the nigga buckshot makes

The incredible lyrical and original

You can kill a bull if you want to take it cool

Whatever I see I attack

Fuck up the back black nigga fuck that

The devil lurks in my heart yearns for it well

Look into the eyes of a nigga who fell

I hit my head on the concrete to beat defeat another dead nigga in the street

Bullseye direct hit don't miss

But how many mc's must get dissed

Mister buckshot rock it not quick

Bitch get off my dick

I open up and boot em then I shoot em up

Whatever

I'm clev-ever 'cause I wear my leather in the winter

I enta da stage, nigga cock ya gauge

I bust em off somein awful

And then I leave the stage

I'm just a crazy maniac murder a murder type thinkin

Ya shittin, ya ass thinkin I caught ya blinkin

I wet em and forget I never should of met em

But he was talkin shit to my man

So had to get em

Yep, you can get the fist

Whatever

But how many mc's must get dissed

Pain as a niggas brain I'm goin insane

Pound after pound and come stomp on ya brain

Pick up the route and be jetty wit the loot

Don't try to walk wit a switch bitch like your cute

You jus couldnt let me stick my dick and ride on the regular

Prendsedara excetera yah right

So fuck what you heard its about gettin blipped

In 1993 motherfuckers get dissed