Murder Mc's - Black Moon

Verse 1 
Buckshot: 
I woke up in the night 
grabbed my forehead 
wipe my forehead with the sweat on to the bed 
Deep inside thought 
thinking of a way to strapped 
and walk the streets without getting clapped 
Just because I'm tieing the fuzz growing in my buzz 
I'm doing my justice, bust this slug to the ignorant 
Who said I didn't have knowledge of self 
So come and feel the wrath 
So listen 
First of all let me explain 
That when i drop a rhyme I I make it hard enough to gain 
The god is heavy 
I blow you up like dynamite 
Into my dome I let the L ignite 
Fight, I take you on flight here 
The war starts here. 
BCC: 
See we murder MC's every day, 
motherfuckers dont play, 
straight from the Bucktown side of the block 
Keep your shit hot 
Like we said, That's when all the madness stops 
Verse 2 
Buckshot: 
To all the Godz who know who's the coloured man 
the colored man is the obvious, you understand? 
I kill him, and drill 'im in my bootcamp 
Who can't survive in the creek? 
You can't 
Champion, bootcampian click 
stick and move 
I bust your shit 
Move and stick 
It's the original crook 
Stomping through your army, what! 
Gortex to your head 
Keep your eyes shut 
But, I'll take you in consideration 
My occupation is to bust your federation 
with my ammunition 
Flipping precision, being precise 
He's right, I'm nice 
You can check my status and my apparatus 
See the baddest Buckshot shot the boodah 
Murder hero to clean your pipe like Ruger 
Smoke a bag of charm then I drop the bomb, 
Buckshot I represen