Buckshot - Intro: The Formula lyrics

(Several voices overlap) [Buckshot] To the weak what we do buck 'em down word life Look, I don't preach, but I do teach MY little homies in the hood how to outreach And how to move your mouth piece cause A closed mouth never get invited to the feast I enlighten the streets, give them a chance At the same time give them new rhythms to dance To, my black people, we not equal Ain't nothing sweet in the street when they stopping you Know the reason I'm pulling over and seeing the sirens Ask me where I been but listen that's my biz My formula stays call and cool Cause if I, break fool and put my hand on my tool I'm going to jail for real for attempt to murder Police is shootin' n***as on sight now, word up Think they all drinkin' syrup so they got excuses Putting bullets in your back, bullet shot in your gooses But, I keep it moving like a highway My way'll get the job done, call it Formula 1 Cause hey, hey It's the formula, the formula (8X) The formula, stay true never tell Some of my dudes throwin' they best friends in jail (Formula) Stay productive never lazy I f**s with the haze ire, but that's ok with me (Formula) To make it happen when your broke Cause when your hear fix ya face, I'll slide the gold (The Formula) How to reap what you sow How to chief whatchu grow while your beats just blow (The Formula) Need another lesson I'mma give it to you Uh, uh... that's how I did it to you (The Formula) I break it down, by the uh, by the pound So, uh, stick around, it's the Formula It's the formula, the formula (8X)