Rush
Black Moon Lyrics


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[Buckshot]
If I don't get in, I'm rushing
You can step aside or collide with this four five busting
No bluffing
Just niggaz in that
All black apparel with the barrels that spin back
Buck where you been?
I've been back
So now I'm on the map
And all I want is my bread, send that
Holding my shank
Rolling my tank
Roll a dank
Don't go to play
But I will roll a bank
Four, Five, Six niggaz in your spot looking at 'Shot
Thinking I'm sweet like apricots
That's when I let them know
I can be Teddy Pendergrass if you want me to let it go
I spit for life
Boot Camp Clik for life
Superman in the day with the kryptonite
Niggaz love how I grip the mic
Chicks love how I grip niggaz zip grab my dick and spit right
Game in your brain
I came in the game
With nothing left with the world knowing my name
It's nothing
You can keep huffing and puffing
But me and Evil Dee's at the door
And we all Bum Rush

[Chorus]
The labels [Rush]
The stores [Rush]
The stores [Rush]
The doors [Rush]
All yours [Rush]
The party [Rush]
Anybody [Rush]
For the shotty [Rush]
In your lobby [Rush]
The industry [Rush]
All my enemies [Rush]
To you feeling me [Rush]
Or to you rid of me [Rush]
The masses [Rush]
The Fastest [Rush]
And the see classes [Rush]
To my g's past [Rush]

[Buckshot]
This is Bucktown
Without Freddie Williams
Call me General Buck
Because I led millions
Whether chuck tailors or chuck Timbs
Fuck with him you might get your face crushed in Brooklyn
Franklin Avenue bring the crooks in
Everyday hustlers
Professional boofin
Slide your dame like greets in the vacant lot
Bust two shots make it hot
Chicks get naked a lot
You love that
When they take it a lot
You love that
Get the buzz back
I pray that you never get in my way
My guns slay motherfuckers when you get in my way
I'm Billy the kid
Shit, I really the kid
Shoot you in front of your kids
And been slid to the next state
Me and Beatminers on the way up
Quick to slay up the next tape
Fix your face
Don't miss the date
Some call me Mr. Hate
Cause I got a list to hate
Rules number one through eight it's all great
You can't relate
With this thirty-eight I'm rushing the door and can't wait

[Chorus]
[Buckshot]
Talking about how I can't come in
We bum rush
See them niggaz with no grins
They from us
We all got big ones to bust
Got a lot of niggaz for them niggaz who never did run for us
But respect ain't shit
When the tech spits two shots in your Lexus coupe and your neck splits
That's it, it's a wrap
You ain't know dissing that it get you clap
Fucking with 'Shot watch your back cause we coming through
Running through
Murdering too
Anybody can get it nigga including you
It's awful
Unlawful
How we kick down your door and your jaw hit the floor too
Back up a little bit
Give me some room
Niggaz ain't want to give props to the Moon
Cause I'm underrated
The underdog and the overrated
You know I made it but you still telling me know favors
Fuck you
Let's get it on right now
A lot of niggaz gone right now but I'm gone right now





[Chorus] x2

Overall Meaning

The Black Moon's song Rush is about Buckshot's determination in the music industry. It tells the story of a rapper who is persistent in achieving success, even if it means rushing into the game. The song is full of defiance and grit, showcasing Buckshot's confidence in himself and his abilities. The chorus emphasizes the tempo of the song as it lists different things that Buckshot and his crew are 'rushing' into, such as labels, stores, parties, and more.


The opening verse shows Buckshot's readiness to push his way through anything that may be in his way, proclaiming that he will not hesitate to use his gun to fight anyone who stands in his path. The verse also establishes Buckshot's status in the rap world, declaring that he wants nothing more than the fame and fortune that comes with being a successful rapper. The second verse is more introspective, delving into Buckshot's background and his roots in Brooklyn. He speaks about how he became a leader to the people of his town, and how he has succeeded despite being underrated.


Overall, Rush is a powerful and confident song that showcases Buckshot's drive and determination to succeed in the hip-hop world. The song is full of vivid, colorful language and showcases Buckshot's lyrical abilities.



Line by Line Meaning

If I don't get in, I'm rushing
If I am denied entry, I will forcefully enter


You can step aside or collide with this four five busting
You can either move out of the way or face the consequence of getting shot by my gun


No bluffing
I am not deceiving or lying


Just niggaz in that All black apparel with the barrels that spin back
Just men dressed in black clothing with guns designed to spin backwards


Buck where you been?
Where have you been, Buck?


I've been back
I have returned


So now I'm on the map
I have gained recognition and popularity


And all I want is my bread, send that
All I want is my money, give it to me


Holding my shank
Holding my knife


Rolling my tank
Driving my armored vehicle


Roll a dank
Roll a marijuana joint


Don't go to play
Don't go to be nonchalant


But I will roll a bank
But I will rob a bank


Four, Five, Six niggaz in your spot looking at 'Shot
There are four, five, six men in your location staring at me, Buckshot


Thinking I'm sweet like apricots
Believing I am weak or soft like apricots


That's when I let them know
That is when I inform them


I can be Teddy Pendergrass if you want me to let it go
I can be physically aggressive if you provoke me


I spit for life
I rap with passion and dedication


Boot Camp Clik for life
I am loyal to the Boot Camp Clik rap group for life


Superman in the day with the kryptonite
I am a powerful and invincible figure during the day, but vulnerable to specific weaknesses


Niggaz love how I grip the mic
People admire the way I hold and control the microphone


Chicks love how I grip niggaz zip grab my dick and spit right
Women enjoy my dominance over men, even sexually, as I confidently assert myself


Game in your brain
I am infiltrating your thoughts with my lyrics


I came in the game
I entered the rap industry


With nothing left with the world knowing my name
With nothing to lose, but with my name recognized globally


You can keep huffing and puffing
You can continue to be angry and complain


But me and Evil Dee's at the door
But Evil Dee and I are at the entrance


And we all Bum Rush
And we all forcefully enter


The labels [Rush]
The record labels are being aggressively pursued


The stores [Rush]
The stores are being hurriedly approached


The doors [Rush]
The entrances are being rushed


All yours [Rush]
Everything is being taken by force


The party [Rush]
The gathering is being energetically attended


Anybody [Rush]
Anyone is being confronted with intensity


For the shotty [Rush]
For the shotgun, there is a hasty movement


In your lobby [Rush]
Inside your building entrance, there is a quick and aggressive action


The industry [Rush]
The music industry is being aggressively targeted


All my enemies [Rush]
All of my adversaries are being swiftly approached


To you feeling me [Rush]
To you comprehending and appreciating my talent, there is an intense pursuit


Or to you rid of me [Rush]
Or to you eliminating me, there is a hurried movement


The masses [Rush]
The general public is moving quickly


The Fastest [Rush]
The quickest individuals are actively participating


And the see classes [Rush]
And the social classes with power and influence are joining in a frantic manner


To my g's past [Rush]
To my close friends, there is a hasty motion of passing by


This is Bucktown
This is a reference to the neighborhood of Bucktown in Brooklyn


Without Freddie Williams
Without the presence of Freddie Williams


Call me General Buck
Refer to me as General Buck


Because I led millions
Because I have guided and influenced a large number of people


Whether chuck tailors or chuck Timbs
Whether wearing Chuck Taylor shoes or Timberland boots


Fuck with him you might get your face crushed in Brooklyn
If you mess with him, you might suffer severe consequences in Brooklyn


Franklin Avenue bring the crooks in
Franklin Avenue attracts criminals


Everyday hustlers
People involved in illegal activities on a daily basis


Professional boofin
Experts at illegal activities


Slide your dame like greets in the vacant lot
Seduce your woman in an empty area


Bust two shots make it hot
Fire two shots to create a dangerous situation


Chicks get naked a lot
Women frequently undress


You love that
You enjoy that


When they take it a lot
When they undress often


You love that
You enjoy that


Get the buzz back
Regain the excitement and attention


I pray that you never get in my way
I hope that you never obstruct my path


My guns slay motherfuckers when you get in my way
My guns kill people who stand in my way


I'm Billy the kid
I am like Billy the Kid, a notorious gunslinger


Shit, I really the kid
Actually, I truly am that kid


Shoot you in front of your kids
I will shoot you in the presence of your children


And been slid to the next state
And quickly moved on to the next location


Me and Beatminers on the way up
Me and the Beatminers are rising in the music industry


Quick to slay up the next tape
Swiftly creating the next album or recording


Fix your face
Fix your facial expression or attitude


Don't miss the date
Do not forget the appointment or deadline


Some call me Mr. Hate
Some people refer to me as Mr. Hate


Cause I got a list to hate
Because I have a list of people to dislike


Rules number one through eight it's all great
The first eight rules are all excellent and important


You can't relate
You cannot understand or relate


With this thirty-eight I'm rushing the door and can't wait
With this thirty-eight gun, I am quickly entering the door and being impatient


Talking about how I can't come in
Talking about my inability to enter


We bum rush
We forcefully and abruptly enter


See them niggaz with no grins
See those men with no smiles


They from us
They are a part of our group


We all got big ones to bust
We all have powerful weapons to use


Got a lot of niggaz for them niggaz who never did run for us
We have many men who will retaliate against those who did not support or defend us


But respect ain't shit
But respect means nothing


When the tech spits two shots in your Lexus coupe and your neck splits
When the firearm fires and hits your Lexus coupe, causing your neck to sever


That's it, it's a wrap
That is the end, it is finished


You ain't know dissing that it get you clap
You did not realize that disrespecting will result in being shot


Fucking with 'Shot watch your back cause we coming through
Messing with 'Shot, be cautious because we are approaching


Running through
Moving quickly through a space


Murdering too
Committing acts of murder as well


Anybody can get it nigga including you
Anyone can become a victim, including you


It's awful
It is terrible


Unlawful
Against the law


How we kick down your door and your jaw hit the floor too
How we forcefully enter your house, causing your jaw to drop in surprise


Back up a little bit
Move backward a small distance


Give me some room
Provide some space for me


Niggaz ain't want to give props to the Moon
People are reluctant to give credit to Black Moon


Cause I'm underrated
Because I am not given enough recognition or appreciation


The underdog and the overrated
Both underestimated and overestimated at the same time


You know I made it but you still telling me no favors
You know I have achieved success, but you still refuse to help me


Fuck you
An expression of anger and defiance


Let's get it on right now
Let us engage in immediate conflict or confrontation


A lot of niggaz gone right now
Many men have already died or left


But I'm gone right now
But I have left the situation or location




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jason Harrow, Evan Rogers, Carl Sturken

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Trouble TRoy Hit Don’t Get Hit Boxing Talk

It’s so classic how they chose this song to end the album… I miss hip hop like this

Spincrossup799

Ill track! BLACK MOON IS THEM REAL RAP CATS!!!. Total Eclipse is a classic album & deserves 5 mics on da source magazine.

Dude Man

these guys have been one of my absolutely hands down favorite fucking rap crew since I heard them. those evil dee beats are the greatest.

OJORE

THIS JOINT SET THE ENTIRE WORLD ON FIRE!!!!!

privacy34

Yes it is

deftcon1

whole beat, but bassline especially too damn HARD!

Anthony Emmanuel

Raw and in full effect,real rap!

Trouble TRoy Hit Don’t Get Hit Boxing Talk

I love this shit! When I was younger I use to turn this shit up and haul as on the freeway!

chitizzle

YES YES YES THIS IS SOME SICK SHIT! "IF I DON'T GET IN I'M RUSHIN YOU STEP ASIDE OR COLLIDE WITH THIS 45 BUSTIN NO BLUFFIN"

Dude Man

right?

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