in that freaky gold-digger Jamborees Chorus I caught that ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word That ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word Cause when I
that freaky gold-digger Jamborees Chorus I caught that ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word That ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word Cause when I'
military minds that play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun salute I salute you my niggas, stay strong I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for
but i'll run up in moeisha and get my brandy on ask me if I'm dope, C'MON I'M MAJIK MOST! I'll roast you bitch, I barbeque kids till you just a fucking
to live uptown 'cause 97 I don't fake nothing Bust rhyme for fun But I be the one coming straight from the underground So, look I'm bitter son With your
One: Tash] I walked into a store I stepped straight to the freezer I grabbed some forty ounces and a few Bacardi Breezers I threw em on the counter then I
wanna win "I'm feelin you I know you gettin down like that but what I'm sayin Dog is let me hold a little somethin black! I'll hit you back!" C'mon dead
another cup Round them up, mad jam, bust some rhymes and make them duck Too late, watch your fucking aisle, I'm Mike Tyson When I'm slicing, rhymes are
words to this song I be hearin mad MC's, I study your rhymes And I noticed that you niggas is just wastin time I don't take it to wack niggas, they self
Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] I'm a take off my jacket now, you see I'm back on my bull shit You tired lil' niggaz go in line, watch how I vibe on mine, I'm
Busta Rhymes] Yo, wow Tig', I see you takin it there; you got your arsenal, huh? I think I know where you got that from, that Vibe article bruh The press
Busta Rhymes} Keep it movin now No need to try to stop it, we gon' wreck shit anyhow Your, limitations is somethin I never will allow When we bake the cake, I
wear these you need to hear these Welcome all ya'll to my world series Ya ya ya Elaborate on Busta Rhymes theories Ya ya ya I could bust your ass from
between your ass Cause I'm out here to last and move on forward past That's right, I gets deep up in that rectum and I checks them I got a problem, niggas
a celebration of life. Can I live? [Verse 1:] I'm bout to hit the scene I'm bout to make a scream I'm bout to see my face in every single magazine I'
this world shake from the album I deliver [Verse One] I threw a Brownstone at Brandy now she's Changing Faces Standing in my Aaron Hall I'm Blackstreet
