Onslaught - Black Moon

[Featuring Busta Rhymes] 
(verse 1 -- Buckshot) 
Buck spread love like the Pope but I never spread false hope 
I bring the bomb squad close 
Rock you with a dose of TNT 
What you ain't believe in me? 
I'm comin' back from of these who be thievin' me 
I'm incredible also edible 
Rock it in the stage show, see me in the interview 
Wanna be worldwide but you get with I 
You try, you die 
Don't deny the fact that you got your back blown by bronoculars 
The way I'm rockin' ya and drop toppin' ya 
Nolo go for dolo and we tallyin' 
All my outlaws form a rally and we bomb first fool 
Pull the toll, see what happen if you hesitate 
I cut your blood supply short, it's your fault 
you got caught in the onslaught 
(hook -- Busta Rhymes) 
Yo in the onslaught your lives got caught 
Now we can run the full court all in a blood sport 
And while we hold the fort cut ya like live shorts 
Feel the pressure burn wild like (comin' for you) 
(verse 2) 
I used to sit back and let a lot of clicks 
get to my head, wanted to dead a lot of clicks 
Broke wit' no chips, frontin' in the game wit' 
a little record deal but still drive the same whip 
It's a shame ain't it, the vision that they show you in the videos 
would really make you think that you got the ghetto, oh 
Don't get me wrong, I ain't tryin' to stay 
But yo, at the same time I ain't tryin' to run away 
A lot of family get left behind 
back on the block still left to grind, some still do crime 
some do time, but no matter what 
none of my heads keep an empty shell inside the nine 
Cock back, Buck on the Evil Dee track and make the mind react 
Smoke a fat one listen to Buck and get black 
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