The Onslaught - Black Moon

featuring Busta Rhymes 

[Busta R.] Flipmode, Boot Camp, alliance official 
[Buckshot] Shit hit your chest like sess 
[Busta R.] Each and every time 
(Whattup nigga?) Yeah whattup nigga? 
(Y'all niggaz chillin?) The Sun don't chill nigga 
[Buckshot] Hate y'all little niggaz 
Listen to this right here motherfucker what? 
[Buckshot] Knahmsayin, shit be kinda close 
Hittin you up with some real shit, feel this nigga 

[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, niggaz ain't believe in me? 
I'm comin back for all them niggaz 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 can't fuck with I 
You try, you die; don't deny the fact that you got your back 
blown by binoculars, the way I'm rockin ya 
and drop-toppin ya, dough low go for dolo in Cali 
All my Outlawz form a rally and we _Bomb First_ nigga 
Pull the trigga, see what happen if you hestitate 
and cut yoour blood supply short 
The bloodsport, the motherfuckin onslaught 

[CHORUS] -> Busta Rhymes 
Yo, now in the onslaught, y'all niggaz got caught 
Now we can run a full court all in a bloodsport 
And while we hold the fort, cut ya like live shorts 
Feel the pressure burn a nigga like a Newport! 

[Buckshot] 
Comin for you 
I used to sit back, and let a lot of shit 
get to my head, wanted to dead a lot of shit 
A lot of fake niggaz, frontin in the game with 
a little record deal but still drive the same whip 
Damn shame ain't it? The vision that they show you 
in they videos'll make you think them nigga