eminem,what it is at now. Busta what it is right now,busta what it is right now, Busta what it is right now,busta what it is right now, Busta what it is
.] I'ma make 'em feel it, like you feel the holy spirit When you hear it you fear it, and your mind can't clear it You hear it, now bob your head You
soared ahead Now each tread is made, on pavement we laid To reach the next stage, the pavement is grey But hey! We're not in it for the checks We do it
it-ch-check it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check
it, we was meant to be keep down Just can't understand why we getting respect now Mama told me they're be days like this But I'm pissed cause it stays like this And now
niggas from way back Witness me strapped with Macs, knew I wouldn't play that All you old rappers trying to advance It's all over now, take it like a
you clip when the shit happens, it don't stop [chorus-] Shit don't stop... (Y.N.V) Now my guess is true Them thug life niggas is a bull Everywhere we
in they children's eyes Now they give a fuck about us [EDI] It's the morning after and now all the laughter is gone Time to reflect on what you
in this motherfucker, heheheh Yea nigga! Shout out to my niggaz Fatal and Felony C-Bo, the bald head nut, what? You know what time it is
children's eyes Now they give a fuck about us [EDI] It's the morning after and now all the laughter is gone Time to reflect on what you did cause
for real there is no reason It ain't even the season Right now it's chilly chill time Lay back and relax to my rhyme If you lack the knack then you're phony This jam is
And for real there is no reason It ain't even the season Right now it's chilly chill time Lay back, relax to my rhyme If you lack the knack then you're phony This jam is
soldiers cook it an make it pure again it's yo friend the Prince Of Darkness whenever the dark hits I feel my heart get to beatin an you bustas be my
5 [Bootsy Collins:] (So much mellow mellow at the) The 4, the 1, the 5 [VERSE 2: Richie Rich] Now see, the 415 is a district Should I break it down?
that shit, they thought you slipped They didn't know that you were smoother than Cool Whip Now prove it to em ( *cuts* ) scratch Pull it back ( *cuts
love me now baby, I'm hot now baby, I'm doin' it now. [Chorus (Dave Hollister singing)] Girl, what makes you wanna fuck with me now? I've been wantin
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
world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? [P. Diddy] Aiyyo, it
