with Ma Baker Twin towerin' I skyscrape ya Freedom come meet your maker Yo, another sound boy's dyin', crowd noise multiplyin' Don't let the fuzz slide in bust
with the unheard-a, lyritifical Beneficial that you never pursue the issue The ninth initial thought as to rip the bits 'n' kibbles I kick ass more than a little, my rhyme
Bricks (yeah nigga) I used to catch a switch from any walk-by bitch (bitch!) But now I'm to the break like disc jocks, dis rock is hot got props and plus bust
swings from you to me You issue a challenge, yeah, you do it up Step to the stage - too late, I blew it up The knowledge to build, just filled with excellence You heard the rhyme
busy kickin' rhymes to the rhythm Fortified with soul 'cause that's what I give 'em Honeys form a line form a line 'cause I always seem to capure Beats made of rupture, rhymes
nize what time it is, Before we clean their clocks. R-O-C? - yep. I spit sick rhymes, stars Better den yours, times ten. I rhyme couple time, I punish
the bull We got our own ideas! We got our own ideas! Yeah Antogonistic action, it's just a fraction Of what I feel for you, I'll take my time in a rhyme Yo, let's bust
get set, out of sight out of mind Hypocrites forget like marionettes, strings in the back like nets The chosen one who fuckin' laugh themselves to death Lack of rhymes
residences Runnin' busters for their presidentials In my sights I won't miss you Once you gone I won't miss you Livest nigga be a dead issue Your flesh
liquor Beligerent kickin' it with (tati on? ) the time ticker You could be a dyin' man with a mic but I'm sicker You rhyme wack as I bust like leon isaac
It's time that I document my rise and my fall |Verse 2| Before volume 2 dropped, my brother died I never stopped, I just carried on busting rhymes Putting
say what I gotta say [Hook] Everyday we getting digits lovin figuers Bustin niggas trustin niggas Battle it live you touchin triggers Never flex about your issues
niggas been on Ain't no blocking my shine Like my new air Yeezy's you can see me in the night time I get rich off livin' life, he check the check receiting rhymes
Busta Rhymes] This is a national security alert! (REMIX! REMIX! REMIX!) Ground Music! Flipmode! Aftermath! Here we go! (REMIX! REMIX! REMIX!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes
That whatever the fuck to give a cheddar in chunks Who gazey chase Fake thugs with lazy aid Track marks Rap stars And a rain of aids {Busta Rhymes}
(feat. Cassidy and Papoose) [Busta Rhymes: Talking] [Busta Rhymes:] I'm nice with the lead peel your edges like slices of bread Percise, become a poltergeist
Clan Scream on it, Ghost [Ghostface] Aiyyo, we at the weedgate, waitin for Jake We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villians yelling bellyaches {"one"} Heavyweight rhyme