Style # 386 Lyrics - Buck 65

From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn 

I drop math in ya path and rock on 

Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise 

For you to try battlin me would be unwise 

65 cause seven days of the week so 

You don't wanna catch a sinker slider to the cheek bone 

Call me critical the disc jockey, the B side kickin 

Phat beats eternal, eternal pushin fried chicken 

Snap cracklin, the daft shacklin rap jackels 

Sneak attack battlin wack tacklin 

The crab apple got skills but at the same time artist 

I face the east and pray to the rhyme goddess 

With the tender lovin, the rainin and the big sliker 

The good sumaritin, homicidal hitchhicker 

Hell on wheels of steel, stick shifted 

Puffin on beats and rock on to get quick lifted 

Syllables into non-refillable blank spaces 

Eliminatin contestants according to their rank basis 

Buryin secarian MCs when the scratch is torn 

Direct other rappers can't fuck with the natural born 

I never face the same ginet that Romeo faces 

Cause I'm too concerned with my Enhomeostasis 

The DJ front and center and the sooner he flips 

You'll be freeze framin till the next lunar eclipse 

With the crazy ass birds a prey, they got the right words to say 

They come and circumsize you when ya eatin ya curds and whey 

Try to make a new jack feel the ace of spades 

Before ya know the ledge gettin sorta might replace his grades 

Used and confused goin about the whole scheme wrong 

Ass backwards from the closin credits to the theme song 

Dire straits reminising back to prior dates 

Ya better off tarzed and your rhymes look in fire place 

To slash and burn and try to learn how to earn the wage 

The end of the chapter four rabbit, time to turn the page 

Pathetic cryin on ya knees, beggin for a lease please 

Lemme keep the autographed poster and the creased sleeve 

The whole prize vaporized before your eyes ya lost objective 

Because the dream was no longer cost effective 

Ya threw a gutter ball and still had to utter gaul 

To profile and front, when you know my shit is butter y'all 

From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn 

I drop math in ya path and rock on 

Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise 

For you to try battlin me would be unwise 

From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn 

I drop math in ya path and rock on 

Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise 

For you to try battlin me would be unwise