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Busta Rhymes Straight Spittin

your squad with steady plans I body slam punks like superstar billy gramm *straight spittin...word is bond...flip mode squad...striaght spittin...lyrical Ass whippin...we straight spittin

(2Pac) Shit don't stop (2x) Game rules often slang to the right fools Heavy hittin' at this motherfucker's straight spittin' Diggin' deep into your

a rhyme sayer Any sucker muthafucka willin to jock Then Richie Rich'll run his ass straight up off the block Back in the days, man, I used to spit lyrics

or doggfood they had these marks for Tre and Max fuckin off my high breakin rules you got ya P's mixed up you ain't no pimp you's a forty I spit for

gone they're gonna remember me as bein one of the livest Genuine ghetto survivors when they gain terror inside I pop in their mind, a silent killer Straight

Yes, you're now rockin with the best [Def'] One two, Defari's in the house [J-Ro] Defari in the house, you're now rockin with the best [J-Ro] Everytime I rhyme

ain't a game son, we run businesses. [Chorus x2] [Verse 5: Rza] I burst like a sea crackin' through the earth, flower blossomin' for your rhyme sickness spittin

I I got the twelth gauge on pump Busted heads clips thrown my way Bustin' heads to let you know I don' t play I'm out to have things I spit rhymes to

a nine Right to his spine, blowing a dime straight to the mind What yours is mine, ands what, mines is mine You can't outline they crimes, for shines from rhymes