Snowgoons

Make Way
[Verse 1: Buckshot] Make way for the number one independent Buck said duck, hold it down and I meant it Two thousand and now, the year I invented How to get a label, the majors you all ended Pretended you had them pre-sales locked W-w-w-dot plotting, that stopped Flop out the flock, had to cause a shock [? ] unorthodox Ain't nobody at the top like nah you can't rock and roll That's where it gets out of control Oh, everybody got a sight, everybody gotta fight [? ] but not a soul, not at all You don't gotta ask me no more now Next time we meet just say, "Buck, hello." You know? Cause it's too much info available Nowadays you got a tape from [? ] Wait, they don't even do that now Go to my site and upload your mp3 file A'ight? Next time you want to learn more Why I'm so independent, first of all brother I earn more [Chorus:] I suggest our respect, you give us or give up Like I suggest Okay, so next time you wanna learn about this rap game ask me Songtexte I suggest our respect, you give us or give up Like I suggest Okay, so next time you wanna learn about this rap game ask me Can I put you on? Son, you put em on Can I put you on? Son, you put em on Can I put em on? Son, you put em on Cause them other dudes talking that shit that's wrong [Verse 2: Reef The Lost Cauze] It's the killer sling crack shows smoking the Castro Frosty the Flowman made from black snow With no carrot nose, blood from a [? ] froze Reef The Lost Cauze is the name, who cares to know? [? ] see ever my [? ] Make crime rates migrate to different climates Inhabit your habitat, I am a battle axe Dipped in [? ] to the scene till your cabbage cracked Make you do the running man, yeah the cabbage patch Where that cabbage at? Never [? ] sacks Give me bubble kush, motherfucker look It's Buckshot and Kamach, motherfucker hook I ain't the one for the dumb shit, no fucking crook Put down the gun son, read a fucking book I recommend you start simple like Dr. Seuss You say you better than Cauze it's just not the truth [Chorus] [Verse 3: Chief Kamachi] Yo international, hip hop is my interpreter Galaxies beyond my sound blast from a [? ] I'm the dot in the center of a symbol that's circular Too deep religion of the streets still converting you Slaves y'all worship the cell Too much for family to visit plus they're restricting our mail Besides our own freedom they take our children's as well Medicine and mind games, ain't no healing in Hell Temporary thing, our people still will prevail Look at our history, please acknowledge the [? ] Last time you seen a book you was booked up in jail Don't read too much, life is a story to tell [? ] music how I [? ] dollars [? ] Mystery schools laugh at diplomas from Yale Back on the Ivory Coast where our great merchants will sell [? ] corner stores the [? ] where we purchase our els [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania