Intro: Buckshot Shorty

Aheh yeah... yeah whattup?

Welcome to flight Black Moon, we about to take you on a journey

Yeah... brothers lookin mad fine everything's lookin smooth

I'm your captain Buckshot, my co-pilot is DJ Evil Dee

We have S-W-N-D on deck

We about to take you about 31,000 feet into the air

We'll be cruising at a smooth altitude so

just buckle up, enjoy your flight

Verse One: Buckshot Shorty

To the weak, what we do, buck em down, word life

Each and every individual in sight

Let my man Jewel peep your style for your card

Then I kick a verse and take a look at the God

Aiyyo God hit them brothers with a verse real quick

And show em how you represent the Boot Camp Clik

You know what they say about brothaz who screwface

Upstate your knee be gettin laced, word life

I ain't gonna bull, ask my man Buff

On the streets he was tough locked up he was sweet stuff

Kid it's hot, word to Ma Duke

and get the loot from the man at night from my Timberland

Buck with the Shot that I bang with hang with

gang hanger with the double-edged banger

Boot Camp Clik's breakin your laws

If you fake we gon bust a cap, matter fact, break your jaws

I'ma bring it to your chest like wind

Then fill your lungs up with all the bull you had within

But I'ma put it back so parlay

To the weak in Bucktown all we do everyday

Chorus: Buckshot and DJ Evil Dee

Buck em down!! (Wind parade)

Buck em down, buck em down, buck em down

Buck em down!! (Wind parade)

Buck em down, buck em down...

Buck em down!! (Wind parade)

Buck em down, buck em down, buck em down

Buck em down!! (Wind parade)

Buck em down, buck em down...

Verse Two: Buckshot Shorty