Confusion

[Chorus 2X: Buckshot]<br>It`s just a day with another night<br>Another pray for another life<br>Another wrong with another right<br>Strong when I`m on this mic<br>Cuz it`s always, a lot of confusion<br><br>[Buckshot]<br>Industry rule number 10 thousand and 80<br>Record company niggaz are shady, baby<br>Definetly, never maybe, or have to be<br>A pain in the ass, like `fuck you, pay me`<br>Crazy, picture me slippin`, like a broke transmition<br>I got both positions, I own both the missions<br>I wrote poems for commissions<br>I`m the leader for the squad, when the Gods<br>In a hard perdicament, like<br>Got a hot group, but need they contracts right<br>Or got jerked for your publishing last fight<br>Now you wanna act tight, let me give you advice<br>It don`t matter if you that nice<br>Cuz the bottom line is the kind of mind, not the kind to rhyme<br>Sign, and sealed, delivered, delivered and signed<br>Right now, I know you wanna get yours<br>I`m out my prime, so I got to get mine before I`m out my mind<br><br>[Chorus 2X]<br><br>[Buckshot]<br>Let`s keep it real, y`all niggaz know the deal<br>Rap on your LP`s and don`t own `em still<br>Don`t own `em, chill, don`t it feel<br>Foul, don`t own your LP, but you own your bills, now<br>Everybody got a story to tell, or glory to sale<br>But alotta niggaz bore me to hell<br>That`s why the number one question<br>Where`s Buck? Get the number one answer<br>Here, let`s hear it up, listen up<br>Yeah, I`m back with the hounds, ridin` round<br>Cuz the hill look deep when you slidin` down, how that sound?<br>I`m from the Crown, plus parts unknown<br>Everybody who met me, took a part of me, home<br>Cuz I be fool droppin`, never was with crew hoppin`<br>It`s the true topic, that`ll have y`all fools watchin`<br>Dudes stoppin`, in the middle of their tracks, like wait a minute<br>Whose that, that`s Buck, what the fuck?<br><br>[Chorus 2X]<br><br>[Buckshot]<br>From ya, streets to the industry, friend or enemy<br>In the end it`ll be, who got it, who don`t, who want it, let`s see<br>Niggaz say that underground shit<br>Like they don`t want chips, yeah right, they don`t want chips?<br>Let`s get this straight, underground of `93 and `94<br>Ain`t the underground of `98, I see it`s too late<br>For y`all to relate, so fuck it<br>I left my show in the quarter to eight, a quarter to eight<br>And y`all can talk about me and them streets<br>Ain`t shit to hide about BDI, I be in them streets<br>Back on my grind, this week, spread your little rumors<br>I`ma shut up, and this nine gon` speak<br>All y`all internet freaks and click-on thugs<br>On my web, get off my dick, you get no love<br>This ain`t face, but I faith in the snub<br>After failin` with my OJ glove, show `nuff, cuz<br><br>[Chorus 2X]