[Hook] We keep it going Day and night, night and day They all left cause Buck came, right away Take a breath; who rep, how to play You might be the best, but not today [Verse 1] I'm on fire The number one indie provider Set it off whenever we inside her In place of my face, you see a rider Underground like collider A lotta people thought I was a fluke Cause I had a backpack and some Timberland boots But the trees still stand These real fans stuck by me like a mommy saying, “He still can” Any time you think of my son, think of a tan Cause he will leave a mark like my name bue can Damn -- I ain't never seen n***as stop But I seen Buck moving in the all-green drop And the cops on the chase like, he's full of Scotch And my block know that Buckshot hustle for the guap But I won't do a dance like the Hustle or the Wop I'll take it back like cla**ic rock I'm Buckshot [Verse 2] I know why y'all always hiding the truth like a wire Cause I got a grip on the game -- pliers You lie around so much, you just a liar I'm a tire, I roll out of control, low in the hole We back, we crack like open toes I suppose I should pose for the cam But Buck's so cla**ic, my flow's Pac-Man Now, me and 9th is, um, at it again Soon as I'm off the plane, I grab my pad and my pen And I go in like doors with no locks See my n***a Sean P Decept, no Go-Bots I expect y'all to show props Show no props, at a show you won't cop None of these Every one of these emcees keep going like a old pair of dungarees Ho, please -- I'm tired of pop Lady Gaga hip-hop, her name Buckshot