number one You?re a champion So don?t believe ?em when they try and say it?s over Just tell ?em they?re number one You?re a champion (Busta Rhymes
one Come together as one As one One family As one One little kiss now As one One entire tear As one So let us all love, live now As one One family One
one You know we only have one life to live Just one Come together as one As one One family As one One little kiss now As one One entire tear As one And
public enemy, number one One, one, one, one One, one, one One, one, one All you suckers, liars, court testifiers Wanna infiltrate and break my empire I spit lines, hit rhymes
hit you with another one of them Old phenomenal shits Nineteen-ninety-six, that nigga comes through With another one of them fucking ill ones Busta Rhymes
fuck with the seventh bitch (Intro: Ras Kass) Yeah, seventh, uh-huh, first things first man you're messin' with the worst One, come on, come on, one (
hundred mill' later, now you understand us Y'all ain't see us comin' through Vegas You ever seen so much cham' bust in one night Grand fucked up one
) Bust in the dance I was waitin' for to freak me (Bo) Di way she wine dat waist mek mi eyes sleepy (Bo) She a di number one another couldn't cheat me
killer flows, yall finna blow! So temptation made us sign the papers overnight sensation! Clearly chasing satan. Niggas really famous. Got a lot of haters, calling us the greatest, number one
my numbers these niggaz is all talk Niggaz is missin', out on life, I ain't hit him I ain't sittin 'round thumb-twiddling, I ain't wishin' No one could
master of this fuckin'(fuck y'all)shit So I'm a be buckin' shit, ya don't know who you fuckin' wit Yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly
harder than niggas Hoes wore clothes that exposed their figures Ain't 7 steps in the jam, next the police come Heist there would be one, numbers I would get at least one
like an Adex Avirex jacket Yo the gods they bust like latex sex packets Emcees they don't rhyme and ball, they lyin' to y'all They dyin' to ball, the rhyme
wondering why I keep my izm My style's the ultimate funk when I mic checka Cause I smoked everybody else's shit up One two checka So check
, 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
left hook put your palms in the block Jingo pop then don't stop till the game is one And I'll stop till your frame is numb Comical rapper on some funny
