'all can ball, I'ma stay rockin' All emcee's paused when they heard the album's droppin' Nuttin' but the hottest hip hop rap concoction Rap's in a state
like burglary and cause surgery for emergency Hey, if it take a million niggaz to stop it just like Chuck did I get hot busted when I dip my
ri ka pi kyura mulla kara Nu gu nya nada na na nun Redman Na bo da challan nom hana do upda Nah Duke, forget it I rip shop in hip-hop I get props my
snap like strings through boat motors My kitchen fridge look like Jeffery Dahmer's Boys screamin' for mama from the drama My hunger for hip-hop got my
get fucked for instance When you bust baby, gon light the insence Pass me the rag, hop back in the Jag I stole out the showroom with the pricetag I wrote this rhyme
swords behold the prolifical Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider prize fighter Live wire, quick to set the mic on fire I speak legalized dope, hit man for hire I quote murderous notes dope rhyme
, your a dutch master, Roll like a natural disaster, As I crack ya, ass like cheap blastas, Rhyme mic bash ya, while my tongue lash ya, With the rhyme
the fuckin' beat and I worldwide chopped Wanna I fuck wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fine I smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not? Really
me it wasn't happenin So I changed up my style, to the ladies been mackin I wrote a rhyme about 'Roxanne, Roxanne' I used to bust it out when I went
chokin' on the rhyme Like a hooker, suckin' a dick for the first time His, rhyme was hollow with no flow to follow (Follow) Bust a nut, all in your mouth
Call me the serial rhyme killer Mic cord strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web, nigga Your head is dangling off of your shoulders 'Cause my mic
frame is celebrated cause i made it one quarter through life some god-ly like thing created got rhymes 365 days annual plus some load up the mic and bust
CLASSIC! Busta Rhymes is CLASSIC! Dinco D is CLASSIC! Charlie Brown is CLASSIC! Milo in the Dance is CLASSIC! Backspin is CLASSIC Cut to the Monitor,
are you askin' for? More, only your sacred and pure Adverse, Zig-Zag, check it came to bust a new rep Rap, Busta Rhymes, or bust this wicked rhyme Yeah
the street And they saying My name is Sharina, my name is Busta My name is Tonia, my name is Busta My name is Dianna, my is Busta And what do you take
It's Lord Finesse, the rhyme vet Like Bigge, I'm 'Ready to die', but it ain't my fucking time yet I bring the noise like static, I cause havoc When I
the name of this track it's Sound of the Zeekers Verse 9: Busta Rhymes I love the feminine fats when they go (hah, hah) to the hitty-bitty bust then