A: ha hah, one two G: one two A: one two G: how we gonna do this? A: what we have here... G: ya A: is the jungle brothers... G: yeah A: on a black piece
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 to
esta dicho. Todos los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon Que no me persiga a mi a la
their hands in the air while I bust a rhyme But now the chow line, y'all, was one big showtime But that's when a riot jumped off And they threw me in
it's cool making love in this fashion Trains, planes, and automobiles It's all in the same It's how the wheels turn It's all in the same It's how the
know nobody's home It's Busta Rhymes and I'm feeling irie Come on over 'cause I'm having a party Milo did the right thing and brought the ride The sound's
be a construction worker, the way I be tearing shit down One of the best, you ought to shout it Bust a nigga's ass and won't give two thoughts about it
Try to riff, and you'll needin a facelift Cause I'm a teacher and a trainer, a preacher and a explainer World's greatest entertainer I approach like a
a rhyme breeder, beat needer We're the cold party heaters Comin? through the woofers and the tweeters Funky dope MC leaders rhyme hungry hip-hop listener feeders The definition of a
hip hop swing beat Champagne in my hand, it won't be long 'til I'm gone It's just the same old song It's just a freestyle, meanwhile, we keep the beat
I know it is a fat house party, so yo bust the def left Rich baby's parents went away for the weekend Oh, there's plenty of freaks left And there's gonna
West] It's on I'm packin weight like Nina Simone piano flow It's like a Michelangelo painted a portrait of Maya Angelou And gave it to a sick poet for
I'll feast on your brain and rip your body apart There's a part of your heart stuck in between my fangs Wrap a rope 'round your neck and you still couldn
how we're doin' Put a Ruff Ryder on my dick, bust right through them Come out your shirt, insert the party rhyme Fine Dr. Bizerk, Bacardi lime We passin' it
doin, Put a Ruff Ryder on my dick, bust right through 'em Come out your shirt, insert the party rhyme Fine Dr. Buzzard, Bicardi Lime We passin it, takes
bust off, lead objects Ya'll cats are lame, no threat, it's a promise Name your favorite rapper, well, he's fake And you fake, that's why you fuck with
we doin, Put a Ruff Ryder on my dick, bust right through 'em Come out your shirt, insert the party rhyme Fine Dr. Buzzard, Bicardi Lime We passin it