Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clear Light, artist - Buckshot. Album song BackPack Travels, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dirty
Song language: English
Clear Light |
| These niggas be killin |
| For anybody watching |
| Saying you getting money |
| Them niggas broke as a dutch |
| Everybody spending more than they make |
| To be famous |
| You wanna make it big |
| Then start making payments |
| You want big money |
| You want big cars |
| Got you in the big looks |
| But not big bars |
| Brahs shoot broads |
| Come off at the van |
| Right before you reach mine |
| Right after you leave his |
| Gee whiz, i’m blessed |
| Because I keep my position like a gps |
| I know plenty heads are stressed |
| But I stress facts |
| Checks is grown |
| I dress in slacks |
| Why lie, crazy high |
| Pays |
| Put style |
| My style is fly |
| Oooh |
| You can call them business buffs |
| Hard body and hard bottles |
| Who is this fuck |
| Man what? |
| Yo, yo |
| It’s going down |
| Said it’s the reject |
| Yea, you gonna need this |
| Took all the criticism |
| Don’t even know what you talkin bout |
| Murder premedidated |
| Tell the coroner bring the coffins out |
| Cause ain’t nobody’s career saved |
| Not even drake’s |
| Cause you can own it |
| But I don’t mean nobody can come and take it |
| And I ain’t saying names just to say shit |
| Remember |
| My people came on a slave shit |
| Not austrians or racists |
| So fuck that nigga |
| That’s a run I came through |
| I had to shoot |
| Both the Glock and the boothe |
| And I reloaded the gun |
| Like my vision |
| My word I do open |
| Had to go in for all the masses of people |
| Deal with masked emotions |
| So bask in the moment |
| Because it’ll be over before you know it |
| It’s the reject they rejected between the opponent |
| After hand thinking |
| I’m way too potent (way too potent) |
| Don’t begin to treat the |
| The symbol of the mind |
| Wind and fire |
| Yup annihilation |
| Then you beat that back |
| Why you even bother |
| Why you even wanna try and rush |
| Killin my flow |
| Apocalyptic, no survivors |
| Hah |
| I’m on the road to riches |
| Fuck you sons of bitches |
| Daddy warbucks |
| I fucks with the vicious |
| Dimmer week |
| It’s in my speech |
| When I peek |
| Through the window like a swift breeze |
| Enemies die then |
| I supply daily |
| I supply really |
| Really? |
| How many niggas who step up to the plate |
| Nigga pass first base |
| I’m out the gate |
| Wait |
| Barry bonds |
| Mary barden |
| Begging |
| Half a cookie |
| Rookie |
| One laning |
| Listen my mission |
| Make money |
| Make moves |
| Do what I gotta do for my whole crew |
| Some young |
| Some old |
| Some smack dead in the middle of the bullshit sold |
| Let’s take it to the next higher gear |
| Vip money |
| Get money on the next flight |
| It’s going down |