out today with one of my friends [Busta Rhymes (Tigger)] Whattup, okay if you ain't know it be one of the best of all time Busta Bust for short, for
, running And running, running And running, running And running, running And- In this context there?s no disrespect So when I bust my rhyme you break
' And runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' and In this context, there's no disrespect So when I bust my rhyme
alive, you know only the stronger survive Holdin' my heat, under my seat, whippin' my five Bassline for all of my people movin' around Give me a pound, all of my
Busta Rhymes, 2000 We got the fire now Come on Hey, come on, hey whether it's from all of us You best believe Busta rhymes more flavor than all the rest
rough, we callin' your bluff And when it comes to rhymes (Brick city) Yo, don't scandalize mine I spent too much time Straight talk with the catch to etch my
in a nightclub with a gun Heard Snoop Dogg now wants to bust a cap Guns don't kill people, it's just rap One, two, yo, face my shoe My name's Mike Balls
, think we won't flex or show you no action. Down for mine. Got to show a busta time to time, so I figure I'll slow down the rhyme. So they can understand
fuckin' grenade, nigga Fuck calm time to ring the alarm Break the niggas out of prison killin' all the guards, woo! Power to the people givin' people
Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes Wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes? Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes Wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes? Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes Wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes
pimp, playa hatin' But ya betta be pinnin' yo self I cuts in with tha M-11, 357 Automatic weapons from my shelf These niggaz wanna take my health My
' sprung like The Prince was for Rapunzel I gets twisted like a pretzel these rappers cryin' the blues 'Cuz I make this shit look crazier than tyin' my shoes People ask me do I write rhymes
to dust, if you fuck with us It's a must we bust and if you stand wit us Nine times out of ten, son you might get bucked Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme
am So I began my search, my journey started in church It gave my heartache relief when I started to understand belief Hustlin' was like a gift spent my
up everyday and make-up rhymes but I'm not Mary Kay Some say I'm dope as fuck, some label my rhymes incest My flex is kinda mean yo, so hey kid, CATCH
to my moms, my grandmomma Lil Chandra, and John, yo rest in peace to my Aunt Stella My sides moms, Ron's moms, Dawn's moms, Corey's moms Who are you? These people
here context Is just far too complex, too far out to be fetched So as I sketch check my patterns, my shades and tones Freak in the microphone is yours truly saucer The dope rhyme
you can't deny Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha 'Til my people feelin' good, yes, you'll react to mine Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Before I hit you off, we'll bust