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[Hook:] You're walkin' down a dead end street I said you're walkin' down a dead end street Fuckin' with me You're walkin' down a dead end street I said you're walkin' down a dead end street "And you can't cross me" [Verse 1:] It's not necessary to lay a fowl tongue on me my friend That only leads to dead ends tu comprende comprehend? I'm a human warhead Please mercy you know bet Bucacom with the knowledge of wealth that I'm a shed Break bread death breeds money Bucfusius said But I ain't gonna die alone I put somebody to bed I ain't Sylvester but I'm still a looooone young Judge Dread And to the streets I plead Down with the hardest of heads Call my Bucky the Kid or Buctradomus King Buc for short or King Buc and Common Campaign Bucanomics Sucka free street movements are bionic High power supersonic movin' faster than comets Indian ? worth my weight in diamonds Plus I'll make you die man Songtexte [Hook] [Verse 2:] Killer technology I leave trails of bullet shells Like Hansel & Gretel did with the bread But except instead To get home I follow the path of the dead Puttin' it back together like Smooth, E and Ray Retarded kids are smarter kid I'm sick in the head Christopher Reevein' was the way I was breed (he he) Slidin' on fools like Jamaican bobsleds Make rastas dread Grab heat from tool shed And these are the straps that I manifest I 'm waitin' to catch wreck on all you fuckin _ mission at the continent With the usual suspects that you can't neglect Get real with or play chess I take showers in my pants more luck than Irish Why you jam like Tecs I'm taxin' like the IRS Signin' out Buc but again adieus God Bless [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania