Its on and once again I come to you wit rough shit Game to bust shit when mutha fuckers wanna fuck wit The mastermind will bring it once I seen it in
over there It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand CC's [Havoc] Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real hold it down You bust
live tonight? We get money over bitches, 'cause we ain't scared to die Live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x) Verse two [fatal] Keep it
get you shit off How do you do it? how do you swing it? (2x) [fatal talkin' over chorus] It's no way out the game You can't see it Verse two The devil
between playing to win and sin is thin But I walk it with grace and I talk it with taste I am that raw, simply put and I rest my case It's elementary
whatever You wouldn't know how deep it was, we all did shit together Eat up all your vittles, drink your brew and then step to The next cue, let's do it
grown shit It's the Thelonious, super microphonist You know us, this rap shit we 'bout to own it You know it, 'cause you can feel it in your throat Say it
play my broads, just how I play the mic First I cuff it, then finger fuck it Check it something rugged, other niggas be reluctant To touch it after me
lay it down All night I make you whine like lay lay lay Lay your head on my pillow Lay your head on my pillow Lay it down Lay it down Lay it down
I'ma lay it down All night I make you whine like lay lay lay Lay your head on my pillow Lay your head on my pillow Lay it down Lay it down Lay it down
the 2 inch Got your platinum plaques to prove it Your music's been around the world movin And it come right back around to the ground on it Now its time
your fist if you feelin' it Wild the fuck out, bust a clip for the fuck of it This is as good as it get, who you rollin' with? Who the ultimate? Stay
Hey, if it take a million niggaz to stop it just like Chuck did I get hot busted when I dip my nuggets Keep it heated for the brothers that's not
harsh aborted Word so superb it'll turn to herb if you snort it 50 sack and a nick can vouch for it We keep it critical If you hard core spit it out,
, listen to this We gonna come at ya Yo yo yo, all my niggas say, jump up, doc broke out the kennel A dog on four paws spittin' out the window Jump up! It
spot guns go off though Came out his mask it was Ollie North Oh shit, what up what up Ghost Congratulations on your new flick Burn it dead who max the most Word up
come on Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it Ohh, now come on Scream, jump baby
, Bone won't let a me duck, Lil' B won't set up, wet up, get 'em on the get up, Bone won't let up (Chorus) [Busta Rhymes] Hey you, don't you dare give