Buck After Buck - Lord Superb, YOUNG CITY

If the hood want me to stay

Then mention my name, and don’t push it again

If I rock, what, Perb’ll stay

Don’t mention his name and don’t push it again

Listen, soon as they left me out the cuffs, I jumped in something tough

It was buck after buck, and fuck after fuck

In the process, lotta money got touched

Lotta money got tucked, and that’s just how it was

I don’t talk to them, man, they fuck with the fuzz

And them niggas over there, man they fucking with drugs

Heard, cuz ain’t fucking with cuz, cuz he fucking with Blood

How he ain’t fucking with Blood?

Those niggas is blood

And that’s a fucking disgust

Like, back in the days when we was fucking with dust

And I’m big headed now, like who fucking with us?

I’m scared, I don’t know who the fuck to trust

They got hate-itis, they even hate our kids

We call 'em, funny dap niggas, quiet niggas around loud niggas

But the livest muthafucka in the herb house

You be a church mouse in Perb house, ya’ll heard?

Yeah, I heard you Perb, niggas aren’t worth our time

Far Rock America

Ah, all your fools, either you and your crew leaders

Wanna ride with me?

Nah, nigga, this a two-seater

Like a his and her, prick, and I spit superb

Ya’ll put an animal behind bars like a zoo keeper

Better than half you guys, raccoon, I black his eyes

Nigga don’t act surprised, you sweeter than apple pie

Listen, you luke warm, I’m hotter than last July

Haze put me in a 'different world' like Jasmine Guy

I’m in Club Duvet, you party at Chippendales

I drinks Grey Goose, you sippin' on Zinfandel

You can’t stomach me, you should drink ginger ale

I got 'em all sick, yeah, my flow is off the Richter scale

I’m the bomb, people, I’m incognito

Shout the price, you be 'out of sight' like Don Cheadle

It’s too late, I’m already here like a toupee

Fuck cake, nigga, this is souffle

And you know me, man, I had to get out here and tuck my shit

K City, G.O.A., Kitty Click, '09, it’s our time

Far Rock America, what up?