Buck 65

Buck 65 - Style no 386 lyrics

rate me

From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn

I drop math in ya path and rock on

Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise

For you to try battlin me would be unwise

65 cause seven days of the week so

You don't wanna catch a sinker slider to the cheek bone

Call me critical the disc jockey, the B side kickin

Phat beats eternal, eternal pushin fried chicken

Snap cracklin, the daft shacklin rap jackels

Sneak attack battlin wack tacklin

The crab apple got skills but at the same time artist

I face the east and pray to the rhyme goddess

With the tender lovin, the rainin and the big sliker

The good sumaritin, homicidal hitchhicker

Hell on wheels of steel, stick shifted

Puffin on beats and rock on to get quick lifted

Syllables into non-refillable blank spaces

Eliminatin contestants according to their rank basis

Buryin secarian MCs when the scratch is torn

Direct other rappers can't fuck with the natural born

I never face the same ginet that Romeo faces

Cause I'm too concerned with my Enhomeostasis

The DJ front and center and the sooner he flips

You'll be freeze framin till the next lunar eclipse

With the crazy ass birds a prey, they got the right words to say

They come and circumsize you when ya eatin ya curds and whey

Try to make a new jack feel the ace of spades

Before ya know the ledge gettin sorta might replace his grades

Used and confused goin about the whole scheme wrong

Ass backwards from the closin credits to the theme song

Dire straits reminising back to prior dates

Ya better off tarzed and your rhymes look in fire place

To slash and burn and try to learn how to earn the wage

The end of the chapter four rabbit, time to turn the page

Pathetic cryin on ya knees, beggin for a lease please

Lemme keep the autographed poster and the creased sleeve

The whole prize vaporized before your eyes ya lost objective

Because the dream was no longer cost effective

Ya threw a gutter ball and still had to utter gaul

To profile and front, when you know my shit is butter y'all

From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn

I drop math in ya path and rock on

Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise

For you to try battlin me would be unwise

From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn

I drop math in ya path and rock on

Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise

For you to try battlin me would be unwise

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