| Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yo, straight from the wilds of The Bronx, it’s Buckwild, you know I’m sayin'?
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| And that kid Sadat X born king, doin' my thing
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| Know I’m sayin'? |
| I let’cha know how it is in my lifestyle everyday
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| Lately yo, I been walkin' tightropes
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| It’s an adventure everyday as I walk down the block
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| Quiet bald head is like a bad motherfucker
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| All charged up from Madison Ave
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| I’m up on the stage if you read the front page
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| Give me the old school mic with a cord
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| I’ll stand on the table, give a fuck about a label
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| Now, we all can’t brawl, we all can’t brawl
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| It’ll be your downfall when you’re goin' like this
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| Is it the cash or the hash from my stash that compels you?
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| Gas kids throw me but my crew bring me back
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| They stay on my back so I don’t act like alladat
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| Now all these niggas carry on like they think they alladat
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| They think they alladat, they think they alladat
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| Now all these niggas carry on when they think they alladat
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| They think they alladat, they think they alladat
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| Late one night, 55th outpost
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| Chicken head watchin' to see who she can catch
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| She got a man, I can tell 'cos the action in her eyes
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| Ain’t nervous, a young sassy thing
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| She call me a playa, standin' on the corner with her whole damn crew
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| I’m ridin' down the block with her girlfriend
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| In the next nigga’s car, lookin' like a star
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| Shades, blackness, packed his whole damn frame
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| Ya got to be down to starts about the booty
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| 'Cos Sonny Lamb packs the wham
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| It’s all good, yeah, it’s all good
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| See it attracts kids that are sweater
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| A nigga like me’ll be the first to forget her
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| So now she all mad, bringin' drama to the crib
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| Go ahead, chicken head, wit the funk
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| You get played like trash if you act like you’d always have
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| And you always will, chicken heads is only good for a thrill
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| Yo yo, yo they think they alladat, they think they alladat
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| All these bitches carry on when they think they alladat
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| They think they alladat, they think they alladat
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| Now my checks jam and I waited all damn week
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| And if I flip 'em the bad guy, you wonder why
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| When the corner officers and nobody can call me back
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| And everybody claims to know nothin'
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| And these is the peoples that’s down wit me
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| Supposedly, lays on my side, yeah right
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| They let a nigga die in the night if you let 'em
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| You can get wild, flip, go grab the mask
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| But it damn sure slow-up the cash 'cos I know
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| Ya be a menace to society, still waitin' for the dough
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| The thinkin' man is the one with the plan
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| Plant his seeds first then be ready to burst
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| It’s like that, huh? |
| My name is X from the hot blocks of Harlem
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| Take it personally when you try to stop my stardom
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| Use to be mild, find myself gettin' wild
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| Got to slow down for my girl and my child
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| 'Cos I love life and I gots ta live it
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| And every time I get on stage I’ma move sometin'
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| And you can never say the X didn’t hit’cha
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| Aiyo, I put it on ya but first I warn ya
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| This ain’t no average skit, this is a hit
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| More than you hit, better than your best shit
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| Better than your man’s shit, better than his cousin’s shit
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| Better than your whole block, buck once and then ya come wit that nons
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| Aight, hey Buck, when you bring what you bring to the game
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| And when I bring what I bring to the game
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| It’s dangerous that I can’t even call it
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| But we gonna end it off like this, you know I’m sayin'?
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| On some Bronx town shit, check it out
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| The big X has spoken, courtesy of Buck
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| A Bronx hoe-down similar to the showdown
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| Won’t you place a bet on ya man
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| You know my style and you know where I stand
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| I’ma leave you on wit the real for right now
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| Peace to Brand Nubian, now Rule and Buckwild
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| Right now, peep the master of the head nod
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| Hit New York harder and smarter, thieves attack, now stay back
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| Tainted styles don’t pass the grade
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| A lotta kids are slidin', just ridin' on the wave
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| A lotta kids are slidin', just ridin' on the wave
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| A lotta kids are slidin', just ridin' on the wave
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| Yo, all these niggas think they hard when they think they alladat
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| They think they alladat, they think they alladat
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| All these bitches act like sluts when they think they alladat
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| They think they alladat, they think they alladat
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| Now all these fraud niggas are bitches when they think they alladat
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| They think they alladat, they think they alladat
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| Fuck them niggas out there who think they alladat
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| They think they alladat, they think they alladat
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| Fuck them niggas, fuck them bitches
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| Fuck them fraud ass, motherfuckers
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| Fake ass niggas |