Buzzin’ Royce Da 5'9"

[Intro]
Yeah
Welcome to the M.I.C. Mixtape, niggas
Volume two
We back niggas
Oh, yeah, by the way
Y'all know what my motherfuckin' name is
Uh-oh (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I am (Bzzz) buzzin' my name
And the streets be (Bzzz) buzzin'
The speakers in the jeeps be (Bzzz) buzzin'
'Til I kill your mother, your brother, 3 or 4 of your cousins
Like it's nothin' (Bzzz) buzzin'
(He ain't really from the hood, nigga)
(If I catch him in the hood, I'ma) Buzz him
I ride with them choppers all day, I dare you to pop up

[Verse 1]
Blocka, I'm off my rocka
Silent. You better off findin', Hoffa (Yeah)
I've lost my mind (Yeah), sick man brought my nine
Sixth man off my pine (I'm off!)
Industry heads off my grind (Yeah)
Centipede leg niggas follow me (Follow me), yeah, nigga
Off that liquor, walk back by him
Spit lead to the head, niggas off my mind
Go ahead, nigga, talk that crime shh
Talk that, spark that nine shh, walk that fine
Line in between, talk and sparkin' that nine
Rhymin' to be caught in a chalk outline
Entire teams get bought, like buy 'em, I am
Battling the scatter that rather by triumph (Yeah)
Breakin' niggas back, we giants (We giants)
David gettin' slapped by Goliath, that means that I am
Him. In the back chillin', that'll be quiet (Shh)
But that don't mean try 'em, the gatling's by 'em
You have to be blind, to not see the black and green sign
Peekin' at no matter who's eyein'
Readin' he'd be leavin' the baddest dude lyin'
In a puddle of some sort of fabulous new science (New science)
I done had it here in Babylon, I am
That dude quietly shootin' that chatter proof iron