You have now arrived at the Destination: "The Distance"
lyrics
(Chant)
Ever since I made a Entrance
Buxaburnin wit the Incense
I'm a get to where I been sent
from the day I came, its the one ya name
BORN TO GO THE DISTANCE
(Verse 1)
May I take this one
sound like A Time To Kill, so lets make this fun
man a Hollar Jesus Christ, in an Ancient Tongue
already over, by the time the Great Kid Come
CEASE FIRE, only after they get some
its just a walk in the park, way I make this run
man I run up in a Hoody, like Im some Hood-Lum
an beat it up on da mmmm, Rum Pum Pum aaaaaaaah
Bux I make u feel, like u just drink Rum
like 6 o'clock in the summer, after too much sun
like takin ur 10 steps, and with that hand gun
u put it down on the record, before that man spun
Im speaking it but the thing is, I don't talk none
see fiyah come from my English, like South London
whoever would mention Brixton, would know Pecknam
and know not to come up missin, in ol Sant-an
(Hook)
They call me Big Buxaburn, I know how to do bad
Born in Cincinnati, cut from Kentucky Blue Grass
I was raised by Moma, Hip Hop is my Dad
I showed u the Role Model, and u dressed it in drag
If I didn't come to flow, then Id be whooping yo ass
the only dope that u produce, is what they cooking in glass
funny thing is, y'all aint even making me mad
Yo Im a bring it, IF YALL DONT STOP MAKING ME LAUGH!!!!
(Verse 2)
see if u listen, u can hear the Melanin Talk
God Body, man a make a Skeleton Walk
from the Lobby, to wherever ya carry the Cross
Ladi Dadi, ……..as if I was Native New York
Lord a Yardee, tell me what u put in the mix
talking bout y'all hooder than this
nigga if u had to rap, for ur life, y'all wouldn't exist
wit ya soft, as the proof, in the pudding lyrics
right quick, Ill let ya hold a foot an fist
I make music, that can be the hook and the kick
Slick be taking names, Im using the list,
ya running wit the Bull and Im, shooting the shit
they-go-whoooaaa,……….. now how stupid is it
we in the building with the fiyah, on the roof of this bitch,
haa, ... give ya a shot-out, like who did I miss
go take it up wit da Angel,….. Who-Blew-Ya-A-Kiss
(Hook)
(Chant)
(Verse 3)
If it, takes forever, I really could care lesser
Im a stay high, and fly as the air pressure
Captain MC, my lyric is there yes sir
no its not a bar, more like its a rare measure
whoever threw Salt, never would spare Pepa
hold on to the flavor, and never would share treasure
here take a jewel, I pray that you fair better
learn to move weight, get off of the stair stepper
…you lean……..furthermore of the mean lecture
I haven't heard a word, your just an obscene gesture
Jesus,……. what does it take to bring Mecca
sleep is,….. for who awaits the Dream Catcher
ill be on the scene, I guard my Queen Bless Her
me and my machine, protect the King Shepard
in a game of chess, the past may seemed checkered
MOVE YALL, with or with out, …..A clean record.
(Hook)
(Chant)
credits
from The Distance,
released August 15, 2014
Produced by: Bo'kem Allah
Vocals Written and Performed by: Buxaburn
Buxaburn is a Hip Hop recording artist from Santa Ana, CA, promoting his new album: Buxaburn "Matches". Produced by A-RusH.
Buxaburn the seasoned veteran is heavily influenced by Reggae, Funk, Rock n Roll, Blues and Soul. Prepare to experience multiple styles of MC'ing, at a high level of skill, energy, and delivery, when tuning into Buxaburn....more