Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Buck Em, artist - Zion I. Date of issue: 01.10.2012
Record label: Live Up
Song language: English
Buck Em |
| Yeah, you know sometimes I get caught up in the madness of the world |
| But the homies told me then, look |
| Logo, so I tried to, logo, logo |
| Then I learn to |
| Oh, going hard in attentions |
| I’m scar for the boys that the thought from the benches to the parks |
| Living through my art, in the car of seeing critics ripping me apart |
| Scraping like a gladiator push me on your fador |
| Trying to catch you grammy sucker now not later |
| Rappin town like a rater but my neighbor stay trip |
| Friends turn the haters hard hands they listen |
| It’s a serious condition expose to roll thicker |
| Blood than water hard still tickin but the mind start slipping |
| Hard to stay focused, keep it with the jams is the start feel hopeless |
| Forgetting where you came from, cuttie how you’ve been |
| Couldn’t really talking had to put it tot he pen |
| And I’m a loyal friend, but this is getting hard bra |
| I remember when we used to match like a charger |
| Hook; |
| The homie told me to keep my head up |
| It’s kind of hard when I start and then fed up |
| Really royce and we led up, shoot the sky down |
| Time to get this bread up |
| Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up |
| Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up |
| Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up |
| Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up |
| Uh I start to feel fresh played it |
| My boy like you made it, Justin John that could. |
| Juice in how I flown but the natives |
| He’s doing what she’s supposed to, you should got the haters |
| And I’ll be like you right on sitting on foes, foes |
| Deep and slow meditating as a glow |
| I’ma taking at the glow, the one that’s travel |
| Keep back in the lack, let the drama unravel |
| Watch it like a movie but never be attached |
| Break off another batch and his cookie take a sack |
| And take it to your neck black, you should just respect that |
| We moving out of love, justify to a click track |
| Just another sick rat, this is for your health |
| Life a long think it to yourself |
| 'cause eyes all we got I’m moving to the top |
| I’m cooking up some vegetables eat em out my pot, don’t stop |
| When we rock. |
| Hook; |
| The homie told me to keep my head up |
| It’s kind of hard when I start and then fed up |
| Really royce and we led up, shoot the sky down |
| Time to get this bread up |
| Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up |
| Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up |
| Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up |
| Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up |