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Style #386
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Style #386 was released on December 1, 1999 by WM Canada as a part of the album Vertex
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AlbumVertex
Release DateDecember 1, 1999
LabelWM Canada
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Buck 65
Buck 65
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Buck 65
Buck 65
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buck 65
Buck 65
Producer

Lyrics

From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn
I draw math in your path in raw form
Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise
For you to try battling me would be unwise
Sixty-five to seven days of the week's on
You don't wanna catch a sinker slide into the cheekbone
Call me critical, the disc jockey, the B-side kicking
Fat beats eternal, the colonel pushing fried chicken
Snap crackling, the daps shackling, rap jackals
Sneak attack battling, wack tackling
The crab apple got skills but at the same time artist
I face the east and pray to the rhyme goddess
With the tender loving, there ain't another bitch like her
The good samaritan homicidal hitchhiker
Hell on wheels of steel, stick shifted
Puffing on beats in raw form to get quick lifted
Syllables, enter non-refillable blank spaces
Eliminating contestants according to the rank basis
Burying cesarean emcees when the scratch is torn
Direct driven rappers can't fuck with the natural born
I never face the same shit that the Romeo faces
'Cause I'm too concerned with my own homeostasis
The DJ front and center and the sooner he flips
You'll be freeze framing 'til the next lunar eclipse
With the crazy ass birds of prey, they got the right words to say
They come and sit beside you when you're eating your cursing way
Try to make a new jack feel like the ace of spades
Before you know the ledge, getting sodomized replaces grades
Used and confused, going about the whole scheme wrong
Ass backwards from the closing credits to the theme song
Dire straights reminiscing back to prior dates
You're better off tossing your rhyme book in the fireplace
The slash and burning, try to learn how to earn the wage
The end of the chapter for a rapper, time to turn the page
Pathetic crying on your knees, begging for at least please
Let me keep the autograph poster and the creased sleeves
The whole prize vaporized before your eyes, you lost objective
Because the dream was no longer cost effective
You threw a gutter ball and still had the utter gall
To profile and front when you know my shit is butter y'all
From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn
I draw math in your path in raw form
Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise
For you to try battling me would be unwise
From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn
I draw math in your path in raw form
Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise
For you to try battling me would be unwise
Written by: Buck 65
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