Bukshot Dramacyde Lyrics

[Intro: Bukshot]
When you're hot, you're hot

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
I see you bitchin' on The Internet, but you ain't changin' nothin'
Tryin' to prove your point but you ain't open for discussion
Ten posts! Everyday the same thing repeatedly
Cryin' 'bout The President but you did not know differently
Talkin' 'bout some politics when you don't know the difference 'tween a
p*ssy or a monster dick, bouncin' like a ballerina
Topic to topic, you talkin' just to talk shit
Then log off, disappear with your magic cloak just like a Hobbit
There's only bitch in you, hide behind your Android
Chattin' in your Facebook group, they all know you're a fanboy
They say it's just The Internet, it's all make-believe
But disrespect The Mob, I guarantee some people bleed
[Chorus: Bukshot]
Dramacyde! You in the middle of it
Talkin' on The Interweb, what you said makes you a puppet
Put it on The Mob, alright, come on, jump in the bucket
Bitch, you ain't seen nothin' yet, can't you smell the karma comin'
When you're hot, you're hot, you talk shit, forgot
To not cross the shot because a boss you not
What you got, you got, your time is off the clock
And all that talk you brought has knocked you off the block

[Verse 2: Bukshot] You say you an influencer, well, this some shit to do with ya
I come to influence a movement on the roof, the shooter's brother
Aimed at your head, they see red and waitin' on the signal
Heavy metal and lead but instead these bitches shoot fentanyl
I knew these bitches were junkies, up off that dope, got no money
I spit them bars and they cunning, they lost they yards so they punting
Coke in they nose and it's running, they out of moves, now they running
I grab my rifle, we hunting, no loyalty, they don't love me
I'm an animal to say the least, I don't like what I see in you
I mutate like an altered beast and feed you to my petting zoo
I'm takin' off, I really tell 'em Uncle Buk be on one
I ever hear you say my name again, you'll be the wrong one

[Chorus: Bukshot]
Dramacyde! You in the middle of it
Talkin' on The Interweb, what you said makes you a puppet
Put it on The Mob, alright, come on, jump in the bucket
Bitch, you ain't seen nothin' yet, can't you smell the karma comin'
When you're hot, you're hot, you talk shit, forgot
To not cross the shot because a boss you not
What you got, you got, your time is off the clock
And all that talk you brought has knocked you off the block