Slave

Album cover art for "Slave" by Black Moon

Black Moon - Rap, East Coast Rap

Slave

7.3K Plays

View ArtistView Album

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Buckshot] I'm gettin the ahh, I'm gettin the ahh from the Weak shit that I hear, no lyrical styles come near To the one who boasts like Buck On the mic truck 'cause I never gave a fuck I hate the weak shit, man, it be fuckin' with my soul I peeped how radio be trying to take control Tellin' me to get a little lighter on my lyrics But, if it ain't real on the mic, I can't feel it Straight from my bloodstream, I pump finesse Nevertheless, hold it in your chest like stress Rhythm and blues style is not in my environment And, when I "slow down", it's time to take a hit But until I fall off, call off your set And if you never knew me, then you never knew wreck Look inside of the mind and see 'Cause you might be trapped with a nigga like me [Verse 2: Buckshot] I feel like I'm trapped in the motherfuckin' cave To the rhythm, I'm a slave, lookin' in my grave Jugular vein bustin' out my neck, you see the rage I move when I groove 'cause I'm into the stage Of the Buckshot, black, I'm bringin' it back To the roots, like Timberland boots, home on my rack And I don't give a fuck what you say Commercial rap, get the gun clap, day after day Niggas don't play on the d-low, kid, you know my steelo I roll on more niggas than cee-lo We might just bumrush your set Me and my niggas on the real mic check Like my nigga Smif gettin' swift on the gift Then, I toss another lesson to my nigga, Wessun And my nigga Five from the tribe of Moon Pass the Crooked I, bitch, yo, pass the boom Whenever you're ready, I'ma take you into the stage Deep in the mind of a slave

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • Buckshot
  • Da Beatminerz