Buk ’Em

Lyrics

[Intro: Q Bosilini] Haha, Bukshot what's happening man It's your partner Q Bosilini, ha But the struggle real out here, you know what I'm talking 'bout [Chorus: Q Bosilini] Tell that postman I said "fuck 'em" bitch don't bring me no more bills If I see 'em I'ma buk 'em bitch don't come around my crib (yeah) Motherfucker buk 'em like that boy from Louisville Making $7.25 how the fuck we 'posed to live (live) [Verse 1: Bukshot] Last of a dying breed, in a world of greed In the land of sinners, murders and thieves Trying to keep it G (G) Heart is on my sleeve (on my sleeve) Demons waiting at the door, I'm just trying to leave (trying to leave) Looking in these peoplеs eyes, no honesty Always kеpt it real, now my words are haunting me Ain't no silver spoon (spoon), ain't no lottery (lottery) Wasn't born rich (born rich), I ain't Joffrey (Joffrey) No time for struggle, got that grinded, out it's time to hustle Left the huddle, passed the ball, haters want me to fumble (fumble) Got the muscle but the lack of knowledge made me tumble (tumble) Not afraid of broken bones and what the fuck they mumble [Chorus: Q Bosilini] Tell that postman I said "fuck 'em" bitch don't bring me no more bills If I see 'em I'ma buk 'em bitch don't come around my crib (yeah) Motherfucker buk 'em like that boy from Louisville Making $7.25 how the fuck we 'posed to live Tell that postman I said "fuck 'em" bitch don't bring me no more bills (bills) If I see 'em I'ma buk 'em bitch don't come around my crib (yeah) Motherfucker buk 'em like that boy from Louisville Making $7.25 how the fuck we 'posed to live (live) [Verse 2: Bukshot] Fresh out of school, mom and daddy died What do I do? (do) My instinct was survive (survive) The number one rule in this game, stay alive Among these other creatures in the jungle time to ride Hit the block, beat the man Break 'em off, understand All that talk, not a fan Heads gon' chop, Taliban Bring it to 'em raw (raw) Now I got a plan (plan) They don't like it, go to war, Afghanistan Got my kids looking at me like "dad's what's for dinner?" So now I gotta teach myself some moves like Master Splinter (Splinter) Every meal I make they'd look at me like I'm a winner (winner) Trying to feed 'em while I hide the fact that I'm a sinner (I'm a sinner) [Chorus: Q Bosilini] Tell that postman I said "fuck 'em" bitch don't bring me no more bills If I see 'em I'ma buk 'em bitch don't come around my crib (yeah) Motherfucker buk 'em like that boy from Louisville Making $7.25 how the fuck we 'posed to live Tell that postman I said "fuck 'em" bitch don't bring me no more bills (bills) If I see 'em I'ma buk 'em bitch don't come around my crib (yeah) Motherfucker buk 'em like that boy from Louisville Making $7.25 how the fuck we 'posed to live (live) [Verse 3: Bukshot] Guess I'm the bad guy now, call me Malfoy In it deep like a cocaine cowboy (cowboy) In this dirty game playing with some foul toys (foul toys) Police taking shots block 'em like I'm Pat Roy Feel like Pablo, avoid the rain like poncho Cops pull me over I'm like "Yo no hablo" Stacking chips and cheddar up we call 'em nachos (nachos) Went from nothing now the boss call me the honcho (honcho) Wake up in the morning, eight a.m. I hear 'em knocking Look out the window see the feds and U.S. Marshals talking (talking) Open the door, they got me ain't no use in ducking Just do my time, clear my mind, refresh my grind and buk 'em [Chorus: Q Bosilini] Tell that postman I said "fuck 'em" bitch don't bring me no more bills If I see 'em I'ma buk 'em bitch don't come around my crib (yeah) Motherfucker buk 'em like that boy from Louisville Making $7.25 how the fuck we 'posed to live Tell that postman I said "fuck 'em" bitch don't bring me no more bills (bills) If I see 'em I'ma buk 'em bitch don't come around my crib (yeah) Motherfucker buk 'em like that boy from Louisville Making $7.25 how the fuck we 'posed to live (live)