, bust ya glock shit, yeah I'm just a bunch of hoes, yeah, that love to gossip, yeah I won't waste lines, yeah, I won't waste rhymes, yeah On you hoe
these haters looking hesitant So keep all that wackness out my ear (Phew, phew, phew) That's the sound of your career in my hood [Verse 3 - Busta Rhymes
be the 'Kiss nigga, until it's bedtime Anything I'm on is a classic, any nigga Ever had beef with, son is a bastard Anytime I spit, spit acid, L.O.X.
halfway D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy It's all about the Smalls and my fuckin nigga Biggie Bitches love the way I bust a rhyme Cause they all in line screamin
gun, because they got me Public Enemy number one Chorus All you suckers, liars, caught at the fires, wanna infiltrate and break my empire I spit lines, hit rhymes
Where it at, where it at Where it at, where it at Where it at, where it at Oh do he rhyme with a slug from the shots in his face or Do he rhyme wit a
, a straight G Whore bitches wanna suck and fuck for free I'm Alpo, before you snitch dog I switch lines and rhymes faster than I switch cars Ghetto
shit Keep talking shit bitch that's what your skill is Fools are ridiculous just don't know when to quit Can't spit like I can spit straight up be Maculent
Check, I control your mind with one rhyme I speak And get you open like a prostitutes buttcheeks Rapper get kicked in they mouth with cleets 'Cause they
is never meant to see I simply use the gifts sent to me mentally [Busta Rhymes] Yo! Word up! Get from out my face, before you get bust quickly! Verse
, I don't give a fuck" I did a record deal, I signed a contract Technically for Island I can only rap But fuck that, with Twiztid I'ma still spit Even
my legs so I'm running on my hands Then I seen Prince so I clap 'cause I'm a big fan And straight busted my face on the street And here come the police
draws in his couch For now I let em suffer in the morn. all then its ouch I have a devils haircut in my mind That's why I be sucking blood and busting nuts in my rhymes
me bent, we rolls all peelin' skrilla Roll call willin' killaz, froze yall feelin' millas This be the best time to bust your best rhyme You bring your best rhyme
behind pain, broken bones and raw cuts [Trigga] Aiyo dunn, we gots to take pace Intervene and shake jake Escape like a terrorist, straight out Kuwait
the true soldiers, survive an' I'm gone Watch me spit if for the killers an' hustlers Flippin' all the pounds an' bricks Hate on me, I'ma bust at you
wee straight legit ballers what legit ballers wee straight legit ballers what legit ballers wee straight [Twista] All my legit ballers (what) all my legit ballers (wee straight