help, blend in with the ??? and hoes You try to sit but their ain't know spaces The floor is a desert, a party oasis I know your on the tip for the rhyme
, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit See me, only me The Underboss of this holocaust Truly yours, Frank White Chorus: Busta Rhymes
things that your rhymes can't see The world is mine cause now I ain't easy to trust Skills to much bet you get brushed and bust Got thugs with ice
like speed limits (Uhh) Niggaz can't fuck with my metaphors Canin MC's like they in Singapore Klep Been through more wards than Humphrey Shore Put together
the life, then give the shit up Survived in the rap game, supplied in the crack game Really don't matter my nigga, they both the same I always rhyme, I always bust
me Because they used to talk head about my rhymes And when they heard me on the radio they request it till I die And I bust at it and I love you yapping
't mess with that Lying, don't mess with that Meditation, mess with that Forgiveness, mess with that Education, mess with that Hip hop we lovin' that I rhyme
Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah Mista Busta, where the fuck ya at? Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Your dick on hard, from
to make an entrance, so back on up 'Cause you know we're 'bout to rip, shit up Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble Compton and Long Beach together
show Why dontcha bust it one time with your funky rhyme And show 'em that your rap skills truly shine I'm a young boniqua bustin a rhyme I'm like Mary
of rock, rap, and a rhyme I deal what I feel and it feels fine If the girl's play the chase then I will play Around with sound put down for the rhymes
Slammin, jammin, I be bammin' Makin takin breakin and rammin' Run got a beef with those that cold think that Sun and the moon and soon you will drink that Wine for the rhyme
a clan, never ran, and in demand So just a Bust a rhyme It's a must cause I'm Funky fresh, in the flesh and you know the time Why don't ya, bust it
'm gonna yoke the choke, 'cause of the suckers I smoke Rush and crush, leave 'em in the dust Bust the bust, those scum who mess with us Only strong survive
one time then I'm gon be through with this I aint never give a damn bout being the best lyricist Rhyme it just to put words together You can kill that
lotion So many posed to be holding me Totally foes to me gold to the Protege His quota be so but he alacrity rhyme Motherfuckers know the design How
push product And ain't servin' the right kind and ain't strivin' the right rhymes But I'ma shorten your lifeline Through the pipeline I vocal cold bust
they yellin' when they grab me Eyes are swellin', cryin', tryin' to stab me Once they realize they can't have me When I leave 'em try to let 'em down easy like rhymes