Bukshot I Was There Lyrics

[Intro: Bukshot]
I-I-I was there (I was there)
I-I-I-I-I was there (I was there)
I-I-I-I was there (I was there)
I wa-wa-wa-wa-I was there (I was there)

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
Threw the blick in the creek, then I'm outro (Then I'm outro)
Bricks in the street, cold as South Pole (Cold as South Pole)
Kids gotta eat, here's a mouthful
Plates full of meat severed with a scalpel
On my surgeon shit, got a virgin clit
She won't f*ck you less you're just a certain dick
Show disrespect, you might catch the clap
When the shells applause, it was all a trap (A trap)
Now I'm runnin' from the marshals (Yeah)
Safehouse compromised, no marbles (Ugh)
Real street shit, hellraiser
Crate full of hand grenades, Al-Qaeda (Al-Qaeda)
Plus, I wager you ain't got the nuts, dummy (Nuts, dummy)
Goons make you disappear with just some bum money (Bum money)
Armageddon, psychic with an ice pick
I ain't got the time, I'll just leave you to my sidekick (To my sidekick)
[Chorus: Bukshot]
I was in the streets when they raided
Me and the other side, gunshots traded
Lost blood as the real world faded
Got up when I fell and they hate it
I was there when the bag got dropped
I was there! Picked it up, kept running from the cops
I was there! Makin' money on the block
Never scared of the outcome, buckin' on the opps

[Verse 2: ILL BILL]
Billy Banana Clip, Avalanche Anarchist
Run up on you with hammers quick, you'll get your bandana split (Get your bandana split)
Swiss Cheese your dome, leave you full of bleedin' holes
We the most regal with the chrome, evil with the drone
Escalate the hate, elevate the murder rate
Piss percolate the world in flames, now the world's insane (Now the world's insane)
But who's to blame? This apocalyptic downfall remains, it's the aftermath of murderous pain
We the only truth left, get your bulletproof vest, soldier (Vest soldier)
Stolen AKs and rocket launchers on our shoulder (On our shoulder)
Arm-to-arm with the urge to confess (Urge to confess) This is the days of Saddam Hussein, Merchants of Death (Merchants of Death)
We the face of the unknown soldier in the wilderness (In the wilderness)
In a foxhole with a picture of his little kids (Of his little kids)
Dreamin' of a way to make it back home (Back home)
While the firefight continues, we sprayin' that chrome (We sprayin' that chrome)
Listen!
[Chorus: Bukshot]
I was in the streets when they raided
Me and the other side, gunshots traded
Lost blood as the real world faded
Got up when I fell and they hate it
I was there when the bag got dropped
I was there! Picked it up, kept running from the cops
I was there! Makin' money on the block
Never scared of the outcome, buckin' on the opps

[Verse 3: Bukshot]
Trial in the courtroom, habeas corpus
Homicide detectives askin' 'bout corpses
Video surveillance talk 'bout a stolen Porsche
Shooters dressed in black and white, killer orcas
Gunplay leads to blood spray like Morbius
You got a choice to make so call Morpheus
You ain't The One, appropriatin' funds
To the dealers with the guns and trust me, there's more to this (More to this)
Hit the plug on the burner, talkin' 'bout a swap with some drugs for a murder
Been keepin' score since I made my first trap deal (First trap deal)
Got addicted, wantin' more, guess I'm black-pilled
I was there! But my lawyer said I wasn't
Had the judge in his pocket, I was hungry so I hunted
I was there! When they caught the rat and started carvin'
Thanksgiving Turkey, the streets are starvin'
[Chorus: Bukshot]
I was in the streets when they raided
Me and the other side, gunshots traded
Lost blood as the real world faded
Got up when I fell and they hate it
I was there when the bag got dropped
I was there! Picked it up, kept running from the cops
I was there! Makin' money on the block
Never scared of the outcome, buckin' on the opps

[Outro: Bukshot]
I was there! (I was there!)