You 9th Wonder & Buckshot (Ft. Dyme-A-Duzin)

[Verse 1: Buckshot]
Running out of time
You’re running out of lines
Your shit is too simple, use your mind
I rewind time like DeLoreans
Just to bring you back to the spot where they brought me in
All-black trees on the side of the boots
Walk through the room and it’s like Shaka Zu
But I could do incredible
Un-legible when I write, so my head’ll do it
Pysch! I get high all night
So I strap my pen in my hand and ride on the lines like
No stop signs, no yield
Just “No, Buckshot. Yo, chill”
I build empires ‘cause you been fired
I told son, pipe down, you’ve been wired
That’s why I trust a few
And I hope I could trust in you
Yeah, you

[Hook: Dyme-A-Duzin]
No one, no one
I’d be no one without ya
Roll one, smoke one
And blow your stresses out ya
Don’t care bout who they think is cool
Or how these labels move
Cause we do it all for you
For you