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Buckle Up
KMC
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New Single from my upcoming CD " Man On Fire ". Song is a warning to my enemies I guess.
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Joliet's Favorite BarStar. Known to frequent dive bars and suburban dance clubs alike. Known to hit the late night drive-thrus, polo clad.
I have been rapping since I was 12 years old. I am white. I like to drink alcoholic beverages and derive stories from said consumption. I am a hater.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #2,452
Peak in subgenre #144
Author
KMC
Rights
Major Player Records. Harlow World Studios. 2004
Uploaded
July 28, 2004
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MP3 2.8 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
A suggestion to enemies that they should take every safety percaution there is.
Lyrics
Buckle Up Buckle up boys and watch for the airbags , walkin by us with not a single nut , so don't u try to dare brag , i been to your block and to my shock I never seen a lock , so I'ma be on back in a pinch , takin everything you ever had but u can blame it on the Grinch Fuck the egg shells baby that ain't what we came to get crackin these motherfuckers have became lame in the game but feel compelled to stay yapping I mob through your crew like a ginzu leaving shreads through anything thats in you no warranty but I am sure to police will be the cure come up and try to warrant we oh thats me and the harlow ave social club see rydin' on these crackaz like their asphalt can't say I invented the way we play just follow as taught fuckin street scholars that make discrete hollars never know when we are moving in close pullin hits like I'm a gambini and shit and I ain't even began to boast Lemme tell you something come down from your nest talk like you got more heart then St Joes but everyone knows that your walking Joliet with a hollow chest I got a few things to put on up in it kid if you want a war just prepare for what is instore crackaz know that you ain't winnin more luck in the Powerball Lottery then your odds to slaughter me bring your brook boys , you dungeons and dragons y'all walk up to us braggin 6 minutes later after the caper I leave like a thieve with you sacks swung over my shoulder saggin sure they may be empty but it still does tempt me to bring back a west siders sack to the E where I've been sent see watch your mouth boy better yet hold your tongue gonna go get this hit I gotta pull sure the last one was for the money but this ones for fun
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