(Steele)
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I walk around town with my pound strapped down to my side
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No frontin', just in case I gotta smoke some
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Around here headz don't act their age
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Ya might be another dead boy on the front page
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Enter the cipher... withcha lighter
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El's are ready, prepare to run another all nighter
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But keep watch for the cops cuz they rock glocks
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Comin' on the block tryin' to rock knots
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Pigs be actin' like they bigga than us niggaz from da streets
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cuz we stalk mad deep when they walk beats
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I guess they hold a grudge cuz I won't budge
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Playin' tough, starin' down da judge with my hand's cuffed
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Standing there with my nappy hair and my dirty gear, awww yeah
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Now I'm up outta here
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Pigs look me up and down with a frown
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Is it cuz I'm brown or is it niggaz I'm from Bucktown?
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[Hook]
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BUCKTOWN!!! Home of the Originoo Gunn Clapperz! (x8)
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(Tek)
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Got five MC's that wanna come test we
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Got ya noses hangin' ovea da trees
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Bring on your sounds kid, drown by my massive
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Kill your body boy and take your lover for hostage
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Knock knock, maybe not the fourshots empty
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On the violator that was sent out to get me
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I'm tore up from the floor up and everything's black
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But still I'm on point ready to buck, ain't nothin' sweet Jack
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Bucktown, I represent it on the love love
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Deeply rooted from my Timbs to by dick above
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Don't sweat the buldge comin' from my hip
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Grip what ya did hit when I let my tool click
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Nowhere to run, ambush lurks in the dark
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Heltah Skeltah smirks while you're gettin' torn apart
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Here come the Rude Boys with the ganja plants
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Smif-N-Wesson Genroos of the Boot Camp
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[Hook]
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BUCKTOWN!!! Home of the Originoo Gunn Clapperz! (7x)
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Home of the Originoo...
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Home of the Originoo...
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BUCKTOWN!!! Home of the Originoo Gunn Clapperz!
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(Tek)
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Another murderer, just another prankster
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Rude Boy dead 'cause he thought he was a gangsta
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Tried ta live da life of a hood from the streets
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Test da wrong dread, now I'm in eternal sleep
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Mr. Ripper I lurk in da Stuy
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Twist da ganja 'cause I want ta get high
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with my Breaddren, a boodah session
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learn ya lesson
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or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun
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(Steele)
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Bucktown's everywhere I swear
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It's clear to me
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You feel the weed, now I really see
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Night falls around the way
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Originoo heads come out to play
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Puff herb, break day
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It's just a regular, everyday state of being I
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Mind holds the weight, rhymes free the mind in time
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I find reality follows me where I roam
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360 degrees back home in...
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[Hook]
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BUCKTOWN!!! Home of the Originoo Gunn Clapperz! (8x)
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Bucktown
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Smif-N-Wessun |