Tekster:
Busta Rhymes Don T Get Carried Away

with our Flipmode movement, bounce in your truck to us Y'all get stupid, don't try to fuck with us Because you will get carried away, yeah, you'll be carried away

your truck to us Y'ALL GET STUPID - don't try to fuck with us Because you will get carried away, yeah you'll get carried away [Busta Rhymes] Now I'm

your truck to us Y'ALL GET STUPID - don't try to fuck with us Because you will get carried away, yeah you'll get carried away [Busta Rhymes] Now I'm

Buckin' at stars and write rhymes for hours The ghetto missy, drinkin' whiskey sours Bust this scenario, can't no other niggers in the barrio From Newark to Ontario, bust

dance floor [Chorus] Oh oh I'm trapped like a ??? I can't get out Can't you see I'm trapped Can't you see I'm so confused I can't get out [Verse 2]

I suggest you go get back up Load the mac up don't slack up I'mma act up on Any mutha fucka that think he got his clown suit on get Stepped on destroy

hood/ They don't really want none, they don't want none, just get it crackin' get it pappin' they gon' run/ I'm up early to get my hustle on, later to

Don't turn your back on me, I won't be ignored I can't feel Don't turn your back on me, I won't be ignored Time won't tell Don't turn your back on me

has made it But they don't mess with me, cause they might get Iked I'm not a gay rapper, I don't like to get knifed The devil made me do it, and I wannabe