Ay, ay Buckshot, look at them run
Ha, look at them run up the bloodclaat block
Class in session, y’all late an' shit
Buckshot, KRS is some amazin' shit
We spit amazin shit, you’ll be amazed and shit
Like you in a maze and shit
Standin there like this some amazin' shit
I’m old school, I’m not amazed by SHIT!
I smash rappers crazy quick, with crazy hits
Then head to the clinic cause they make me SICK!
This some amazin' shit
Just the grit and the grime of the streets we was raised in it And it gave us an amazin' gift, an amazin' lift
Like when you blaze an amazin' spliff
Huh, or drink a fifth with me On some amazin' shit like an epiphany
I spit amazin' shit, get hip to me Then hop to me, learn my philosophy
Ha! Yeah! Light up!
Amazin'… la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lah-lah-lah-lah
Amazin'… la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lah-lah-lah-lah
Amazin'
It’s amazin', Buck’s the dot-com don
When other niggas was like, fuck the dot-com
Shit’s amazin', how soon we just came up Like an elevator, and he hella greater, and what?
Stand up, and I don’t mean the comic relief
Cause shots’ll hit your funny bone every time it released
My mind is a beast, amazin' what you find in them streets
Let’s see — Buckshot, my peeps, my grind and my heat
B.C., amazin', like Luther Vandross, I amaze the purse
You should see what the man costs a verse
You don’t amaze me, I’m the boss
You ignorant niggas is caught up in the maze of course
Nigga get lost
Amazin shit', la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lah-lah-lah-lah
Amazin shit', la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lah-lah-lah-lah
Amazin' shit, Kris still blazin' shit
Yo these rappers ain’t sayin' SHIT
They say, say, but I’m Beyoncé
Man, I’m upgradin' shit
Y’all needle rappers, barely makin' it You better change your ways before it’s too late an' shit
You see how I spit that amazin' shit?
It’s my God that gets appraised for it RUCK!
It’s amazin', so amazin'
Keep talkin' that shit I’ll push your face in It’s amazin', so amazin'
How I handle all that shit I been facin'
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (yo, yo)
Amazin shit, Ruck’s an amazin ape
I eat your food but, first say amazin' grace
Pray, I don’t come through and blaze the place
But the terrible tec-9'll do your amazin' eight
Amazin', the way the god spit these bodies
Y’all niggas screamin' like you hit somebody
Amazin', nigga, listen
I crack your face with the fifth now
Grab him the eyepatch like you related to Rick
Amazin', the way the god rap to the beat
Beat earth, wind and fire when I’m packin' the heat
Amazin', how I went from nothin' to somethin'
Took somethin', make somethin' and threw it all away on nothin'
Amazin', the way the god was rapin' the ville
A couple of years ago from sellin' pagers and pills
Amazin', how the god once slung crack
And survived more shootouts than Chow Yun Fat
Amazin', motherfucker
Amazin'… la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lah-lah-lah-lah
Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-dang-ay
Listen to my 9-millimeter go BANG!