[Busta Rhymes]
Busta Rhymes, the place to be
Flipmode Squad, entirety
With the God, Cormega
No f****** deals, we gets biz like that
Stack bills, why'all n***** chill
One time, QB, yeah my n**** Cormega
Busta Rhymes, real MC's
What the f***, chill why'all n***** will watch
From above, up in the heavens, Busta Rhymes, and Cormega
It's about approximately seven o'clock
Its get busy while n***** is still riding the jock
Yeah my gock, stay on c***
What the f*** you looking at black?
Relax, chill with all that
I'm saying though
Its gets busy with the wild flow
Busta Rhymes, gets busy, and digging 40 below
While you shoveling snow
We freestyle and having a good time
Busta Rhymes, my n**** named Cormega
Lets have a seat and play a game of, uh.
Sega Genesis, we gets busy from here to Nemesis
It comes through like this
While all them other n***** is diminishing and blemishing
We come through with the rhymes, and we still finishing
The whole show at the end of the night
n***** don't feel right, n***** is moving uptight
f*** the bullshit, I'm coming through my s*** is out of sight
Play out in tomorrows, while n***** is driving fly cars
m***********, we driving fat bottles at the bar
n***** can't see me and the mega, is superstars
Now what the f*** is here, Busta Rhymes living legend, dairy
Cormega, it's very necessary, that we school n*****
Drop jewels on n*****, fools out of n*****
We play em like that, word is born
Guess we comes down like this
Have fun mega, show them n***** deal s***
[Cormega]
Yo son, we need the silence
Yo s*** is real I can't escape the violence
In my sleep, I see jail cells in Gator Island
My greatest challenge, to a***yze, like I'm weighing ounces
Lounging in a rover, on a Jamaican island
I kick the potent grammar, flow like, c**e you bag up
I told my son in mart nine to blow your man up
My hand to hand soldiers, rep ill
If my words don't affect you, then death will
Mega Montana, for real, say hello to the bad guys
This Busta Rhymes, Mega s*** is madd fly, and I
Keep my heater on standby
The nine millimeter shine, kill or be killed
You f*** me you die, you f*** me you die, you f*** me you'll die
I don't trust a nine, but a I love my n**** Busta Rhymes
[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Right through the door, the ambassador
Busta Rhymes will make all you n***** fall on the floor
Catch a heat stroke, Busta Rhymes is still provoke
n***** will choke off my black smoke, what the f***
n***** don't really want the noise, its Busta Rhymes
I make noise, for all the little girls and boys
To enjoy when I speak
It's Busta Rhymes, and I get down every single day of the week
m************ talk that bullshit, s*** still sound weak
What the f*** you dealing wit?
n***** is bustin' nuts all over your families
Its Busta Rhymes, and I come through, and I defy gravities
n***** can not see the technology
It's Busta Rhymes, my s*** is advanced, take one chance
My s*** is like CD's enhanced
It's a breakthrough, what the f*** is the deal
My rhyme skill, is so ill, n***** better chill
Busta Rhymes coming through for real, Cormega..
[Cormega]
What up my n****?
[Busta Rhymes]
We had fun
[Cormega]
Yeah, It's like that, you don't stop
[Busta Rhymes]
Then we back n***** guns
[Cormega]
Yeah, Yeah, It's like that and you don't stop
My n**** Busta Rhymes kicking from the bottom to the top
In the studio live, me and my n***** lied
My and my n**** Busta rep'n since 9-5
Cause 95, that's the year a n**** like me arrived
On the streets I was locked down, doing my time
I see my n**** Busta in the studio, he like yo
"Your s*** is peace God", I'm like "peace, I like you too bro"
Ever since then, we've been cool like Hennessey, and Remi
And rhyme is like extremity
I'm in the studio, kicking the rhyme again, I'm divine again
With my black notebook, and ill f****** Heineken
My n**** m*********** Busta, the Rhyme
Yo, s*** is real God
Peace, love, divine (Word is born)
[Busta Rhymes]
It was a nice little moment
We just coming through breezing, like sea breeze on n*****
No doubt, we throw n***** on grills and barbeque there a**
Real hot for the 9-7, Cormega back on the streets, n****
What the f*** is the deal with all why'all
n***** getting a little sneak previews on how the climate might change
f*** is the problem? Stay focused before you miss out on the God
Violator family like, why'all n***** get familiar with it
Aiight, chill
Busta Rhymes, the place to be
Flipmode Squad, entirety
With the God, Cormega
No f****** deals, we gets biz like that
Stack bills, why'all n***** chill
One time, QB, yeah my n**** Cormega
Busta Rhymes, real MC's
What the f***, chill why'all n***** will watch
From above, up in the heavens, Busta Rhymes, and Cormega
It's about approximately seven o'clock
Its get busy while n***** is still riding the jock
Yeah my gock, stay on c***
What the f*** you looking at black?
Relax, chill with all that
I'm saying though
Its gets busy with the wild flow
Busta Rhymes, gets busy, and digging 40 below
While you shoveling snow
We freestyle and having a good time
Busta Rhymes, my n**** named Cormega
Lets have a seat and play a game of, uh.
Sega Genesis, we gets busy from here to Nemesis
It comes through like this
While all them other n***** is diminishing and blemishing
We come through with the rhymes, and we still finishing
The whole show at the end of the night
n***** don't feel right, n***** is moving uptight
f*** the bullshit, I'm coming through my s*** is out of sight
Play out in tomorrows, while n***** is driving fly cars
m***********, we driving fat bottles at the bar
n***** can't see me and the mega, is superstars
Now what the f*** is here, Busta Rhymes living legend, dairy
Cormega, it's very necessary, that we school n*****
Drop jewels on n*****, fools out of n*****
We play em like that, word is born
Guess we comes down like this
Have fun mega, show them n***** deal s***
[Cormega]
Yo son, we need the silence
Yo s*** is real I can't escape the violence
In my sleep, I see jail cells in Gator Island
My greatest challenge, to a***yze, like I'm weighing ounces
Lounging in a rover, on a Jamaican island
I kick the potent grammar, flow like, c**e you bag up
I told my son in mart nine to blow your man up
My hand to hand soldiers, rep ill
If my words don't affect you, then death will
Mega Montana, for real, say hello to the bad guys
This Busta Rhymes, Mega s*** is madd fly, and I
Keep my heater on standby
The nine millimeter shine, kill or be killed
You f*** me you die, you f*** me you die, you f*** me you'll die
I don't trust a nine, but a I love my n**** Busta Rhymes
[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Right through the door, the ambassador
Busta Rhymes will make all you n***** fall on the floor
Catch a heat stroke, Busta Rhymes is still provoke
n***** will choke off my black smoke, what the f***
n***** don't really want the noise, its Busta Rhymes
I make noise, for all the little girls and boys
To enjoy when I speak
It's Busta Rhymes, and I get down every single day of the week
m************ talk that bullshit, s*** still sound weak
What the f*** you dealing wit?
n***** is bustin' nuts all over your families
Its Busta Rhymes, and I come through, and I defy gravities
n***** can not see the technology
It's Busta Rhymes, my s*** is advanced, take one chance
My s*** is like CD's enhanced
It's a breakthrough, what the f*** is the deal
My rhyme skill, is so ill, n***** better chill
Busta Rhymes coming through for real, Cormega..
[Cormega]
What up my n****?
[Busta Rhymes]
We had fun
[Cormega]
Yeah, It's like that, you don't stop
[Busta Rhymes]
Then we back n***** guns
[Cormega]
Yeah, Yeah, It's like that and you don't stop
My n**** Busta Rhymes kicking from the bottom to the top
In the studio live, me and my n***** lied
My and my n**** Busta rep'n since 9-5
Cause 95, that's the year a n**** like me arrived
On the streets I was locked down, doing my time
I see my n**** Busta in the studio, he like yo
"Your s*** is peace God", I'm like "peace, I like you too bro"
Ever since then, we've been cool like Hennessey, and Remi
And rhyme is like extremity
I'm in the studio, kicking the rhyme again, I'm divine again
With my black notebook, and ill f****** Heineken
My n**** m*********** Busta, the Rhyme
Yo, s*** is real God
Peace, love, divine (Word is born)
[Busta Rhymes]
It was a nice little moment
We just coming through breezing, like sea breeze on n*****
No doubt, we throw n***** on grills and barbeque there a**
Real hot for the 9-7, Cormega back on the streets, n****
What the f*** is the deal with all why'all
n***** getting a little sneak previews on how the climate might change
f*** is the problem? Stay focused before you miss out on the God
Violator family like, why'all n***** get familiar with it
Aiight, chill