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Busta Rhymes Make It Hurt

make it hurt Throw yo' pussy 'til you make it hurt Pop that shit until you make it hurt Bounce 'til you really wanna make it hurt Now bang yo' head until

make it hurt C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt Pound that shit until we make it hurt Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt {Verse

make it hurt C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt Pound that shit until we make it hurt Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt [Verse

cooker Blowing niggas tops, what? Flipmode up in this bitch, The Rulership Movement nigga Check it, let me talk, check it, check it [Busta Rhymes] There

rested, jah blessed it, never test it Undrownable, unsoluble, prolific Lyrical typhoon crossin the Pacific Chosen by the mystic, mic ways, I rip it Usurp it, sharp enough that it can hurt it

[El Da Sensei] My characteristics be mistic, you ask who is it doin it, with the next type of tecs running through it The bullshit, I mean, rap style

pork greases [Chorus] And I can't holt it in (I can't hold it in) I gotta let it all out (I gotta let it all out) They'll say I can't hold it in (I can

rhyme Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you So either way we go about

really are Let the cut burn then you know you earned it when it scars I been a star, my name rang bells But it means not a thing if it can't bring