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'Renaissance Rap (Remix)' Lyrics - Q-Tip ft. Busta Rhymes, Lil Wayne & Raekwon
Here is Renaissance Rap (Remix) Lyrics by Q-Tip Ft. Busta Rhymes, Lil Wayne & Raekwon

[Q-Tip - Intro]
{*imitating Marley Marl}
I don't care who first or who last
I just know y'all betta rock dis at da drop of a dime, baby!
(Renaissance...)
I don't care what chy'all say or what chy'all do
But you got to be finished befo' the music is through...

[Q-Tip - Verse One]
I don't think they heard me, hold up..
..So here we go, now
It be the +Midnight Maurader+ on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place called Queens
I was formed with my principles, way I displayed
When I used to cool out where all the other kids played
Cause I was way too ill, I would hone my skill
Go out in the park and let my chemicals spill
Right there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, brothers would dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend would grow on the A-train line
Where rappers would gather to see my blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big, Pete, Tanya, and Sa-{?}
When in the heat of the cipher, I was not liable
For all the casualties of the dutty MCs'
I split the train car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we gon' rock the dead
Night of the living MCs', the weak ones fled
C'mon Bus..

[Busta Rhymes - Verse Two]
Yo, yo, God body, wise intellegence
Smack niggas and wrestle with elephants
My beloved respect my benevolence
Comin like missles, the issue is this
Be the shit you can't rebel against
Then I sniff out you niggas that be hidin in bushes - whassup?
And strangle niggas like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back with hazardous weathers and blizzards
As I spit, stickin out my tongue like an iguana lizard
At you corny niggas, Animal Planet rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back wild nice (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas like food, leavin you bleedin
BEATS - rattle the speakers, like some buffalo stampedin
If you don't understand what I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm like goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches know when I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money with diamonds that's buried in Jerusalem
The Renaissance {*echoes*}

[Q-Tip: interlude]
{*imitating Marley Marl}
WHOOO, that Busta Rhymes right there
I don'- look like sendin Raekwon in here
Where Raekwon at??

[Raekwon - Verse Three]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the Benzo freezin
The head-long cock block pumpin is easy
Poison medals on my neck wrists and arms
Louie luggages is bronze, a big bag of D, Happy Kwanz'
Together we the Chi-Lites to twists of the O'Jays
One line from miss'll have you leanin like roach spray
Poison up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our choice
Booklyn, Shaolin whylin in the Royces
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe hitin the cement
Chef in the buildin, yep and he been
A thousand one goons at the Rumba
Certified clients, drug money and sum'thin up giants
Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine clan in the area
Guerrillas in Louie hats, the more, the merrier
Take mines, take a hunnid nines
We be runnin out of rhymes, never bullets
Try to front and you mines
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil Wayne - Verse Four]
*clears throat* A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me spaz (c'mon)
Though they call me Weezy F., you gon let me pass
So ahead of my time with my next week ass
Money on the dinner table like let's eat cash
And I do it for the killers and the hunnid dolla billas
And from now on, I don't think you should stunt without a million -
Dollars in the bank, I got money in the bank
Now throw yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy don't stank
You got a bullet and a shank, I got a bullet and a tank
I got fur, in my boots, and the hoody on the minks
Stop sweatin me, you should follow me, I'm directin it
Other fools break it down, I be dissectin it
EVER since I made it up out of middle America
Err'body wanna be in my genital area
Butcha better stay away from my chemical barrier
Weezy, baby, straight out the Cesarean, NUGGUH!!
(What's it called man?) Oh yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance Rap"

[Marley-Tip - Outro]
MAN, I ain't gon give y'all my microphone no more!
Cause y'all tear it up when you get it
Lemme see who you have
Now, you have Q-Tip, you have Busta Rhymes
You have Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on here
Man, I ain't givin y'all my microphone no mo'
Cause y'all tear it up when you get it
I just said, get a lil' somethin before the beats GO...

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'Butch & Sundance' Lyrics - Busta Rhymes & Q-Tip
Here is Butch & Sundance Lyrics by Busta Rhymes & Q-Tip

Bust my brother despite the two mothers
Butch and Sundance trot, killshot to you fuckers
You feel the wind of excellence before we enter in the room
So assume your position of the natural born coon
When we groom other rappers, pew, need to starting soon
The wolves are howling at the moon, your time will never come soon
Markie, [?], me and the Brooklyn bad boy
The petty thoughts of the sanction when we rhyme, become void
The game of life, the game of death
[?] you can't take it, rappers fake it til they make it
And it's mirrors of naked, your lady shoes are Rasputin
Of the rhyme evolution and all the issues you confusing
And we are the solution, yo, Bust rhyme

I'm on, black, you know it's a wrap
And despite all the shit you taught me you niggas is wack
Fuck that, fuck with us, bitch, them niggas is [?]
Show me your ass, stack it up all on a nigga and now ass clap
Don't get your ass clapped trying to be like the next dude
Go ahead move, try to prove something I test tube
A couple of you funny looking niggas some fufu's
Them niggas is too cool, you niggas is through
See we live with it, homie, look, we clearing the bar out
Toasting, celebrating and we drinking 'til we fall out
While I'm with a strong shine, bitch, you know it's Bust' Rhymes
Let me explain, (no), I'm fucking with the slimes
That's it, fuck the time, we rock on and on
You rhyme wrong, everything about you dead gone
Niggas in the front, heard you got my back
I'mma put the drug back in the street like nickle crack
Abstract

One for the beat and two for the creator
The remains saying, debating who's position came the greater
For now let's set the gate up, the live motivator
Couldn't cut it with a fader and Grandmaster was your data
'Til the [?] dissing Janet [?] single-handed
The vision is deep unless every man understand it
You spitting sweet 16's for [?] creams
My mom's got legendary genes that brought me greens
You virtual robotic, I got the lean product
Fiends follow like the hobbit cause crowd could never top it
And your trash is not the topic, we know you can't rock it
Well, shit the topic is that none of you niggas can stop it
Indeed, we gonna do it, you know we went through it
Here's a [?] to prove it if you listen to the music
If you listen to the music then you should've get it better
It's the Abstract and the Dragon and we doing this together

Do it together, do it forever
Bust grand, imperial rhymes, finish billing your crimes
Oh shit, another verse, get in line first
For what it's worth, did it all, did it first
Niggas mad, sick with thirst, hit 'em bad 'til it hurt
Pick the land, pick the turf
The fuck is up? We getting this work
I still be on my bullshit eating niggas' food, bitch
I'm in the mood [?]
Bet they want that shit, better forfeit
And forklift niggas like I'm throwing them off cliffs
It's all horseshit, bang niggas like worships
Want the [?], well, I won't allow any forces
Raw spit, you out here acting like they important
You off niggas, get to expecting your loss quick
Abort this, identify the God as your lordship
For how you funny niggas be looking you an ostrich
Beat niggas head, your looks very assaulted
The cost is whatever the niggas want, it's the boss, kid

Ayo, come on, what you doing?
What you - what you doing, dude?
Why you trying to stop my shit son?
The fuck's up, son?
Stop doing that shit son
Word, son, stop doing that shit
Fuck that

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'Chill' Lyrics - Jahlil Beats (Ft. Busta Rhymes, Reek Da Villain & J Doe)
Here is Chill Lyrics by Jahlil Beats Ft. Busta Rhymes, Reek Da Villain & J Doe

(Hook)
I tried to tell a nigga chill
Call him David, put the mess in the mada Copperfield
For real, niggas know the drill
Mommy on that molly while she poppin up a pill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, nigga better chill
And if they don’t, just line em up
It’s perfect timin for the kill

(Verse)
I don’t care about the money that your man make
I hit a homerun, now I’m runnin through my fan base
Up the green from a garden to a landscape
Sounds be the only lingo cops will never translate
They pull up, I pull out that thing and pop it
I ain’t fuckin with no dicks, I’m on hella ring bob it
I’m no Davie but them ladies say the boys way be Crockett
I’m the plug in the street and you a motherfuckin socket
Had to chill for a while but I’m welcomed back
Was low key, how I’m underneath the welcome mat
Now the bitches see me in the Forbes
So if I give you my number, like a finny you should call
You should tell your man to chill cuz you’re fuckin with a dog
And he be firecracker flaming and you fuckin with a ball
I got them crills on the street, got Jahlil on the beat
Only Phantoms, ain’t no Caddys when we roll out in them fleets

(Hook)
I tried to tell a nigga chill
Call him David, put the mess in the mada Copperfield
For real, niggas know the drill
Mommy on that molly while she poppin up a pill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, nigga better chill
And if they don’t, just line em up
It’s perfect timin for the kill

(Verse)
Wrist on chill
Neck on chill
Hoes all up in my grill
I cop a feel then I tell that bitch to chill
Hop behind the wheel and get back to chasin that mill
Ok, big black zonin, on shit pumpin
Beef is like a car, to start it I push a button
And it’s over when it’s over with
I don’t know if you noticed it
But I just got my weight up bitch, I’m getting checks and bonuses
Pull up in the covers with, yea I see you lookin
As you should, come and get this wood, yea that getting dough
G shot wrist, Reebok kicks
My niggas fuck the place u, King Kong shit
She back and forth on my balls, ping-pong bitch
She playin house with my ding dong, I’m playin ding dong ditch
Her bar is too ill, way too trill
If that’s yo girl actin up, tell that bitch to chill
For real

(Hook)
I tried to tell a nigga chill
Call him David, put the mess in the mada Copperfield
For real, niggas know the drill
Mommy on that molly while she poppin up a pill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, nigga better chill
And if they don’t, just line em up
It’s perfect timin for the kill

(Verse)
Yea, yall know
When I come through and I lock it
So much bread I should attach a laundry basket to my pocket
You ain’t really knowin, ready for the lesson?
See me whippin a Boeing, 7-47
See the wrist be glowin til I’m shinin like a misfit
Spark with nigga cascade, dish washing liquid
Bread up in the palasades, mansion into stash house
Wilin in the club while bitches dancing with they ass out
Mossberg military in case niggas act out
On em like a click over traded niggas blacked out
Why oh why oh why nigga?
You don’t wanna try it
See my niggas squeezing til they finger muzzle getting tired nigga
Finish with the coke I watch it rattle through the waffa
Like a kid cooked the coke up in a fuckin pressure cooker
The I quickly count the profit, cop another castle key
Cook until they want a nigga on their cooking channel
You know my style, you see the way I sip up
At 10 thousand a bottle, shit you know my niggas grip up
I’m on that raise the throttle shit, you know I got the hulk
Go ahead and fuckin gobble bitch, it’s simple like the pushup
Rocket launcher swag bitch, see how I’m propelling yall
Taking over everything, I’m tired of telling yall
Why you always talk, could give a fuck what niggas chat bout
Keep applying the pressure until you niggas tap out
Now pass out

(Hook)
I tried to tell a nigga chill
Call him David, put the mess in the mada Copperfield
For real, niggas know the drill
Mommy on that molly while she poppin up a pill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, nigga better chill
And if they don’t, just line em up
It’s perfect timin for the kill

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'How We Survive' Lyrics - Sean Kingston (Ft. Busta Rhymes)
Here is How We Survive Lyrics by Sean Kingston Ft. Busta Rhymes

(verse)
we’re here to pop some bottles and enjoy the party
not here to pop nobody ,not here for no gun play
so flat i got it ’cause the money not tatty
now let me see you drop it keep it rocking all day

(verse)
it’s the world war 3 outside but we in here
hands in the sky wave ‘em high let me see them
music sounding right let me know when you feel it
we don’t want to murder but you know we bout to kill it

(hook)
we going underground ’til the sun come rise
where the music playing loud and the place go wild
and the drinks start flowing when we hit midnight
this is how we survive
show you a kind world that will change your life
where the music playing loud and the place go wild
and the drinks start flowing when we hit midnight
this is how we survive
dj drop that bomb,bomb,bomb
the whole club go dumb,dumb,dumb
and it don’t matter where ya from,from,from
we party as one,
this is how we survive

(verse)
them outside suiting but them can’t hit me
i’m east side vibing pull up the dj
we only live once, so no matter what they say
we party from kingston to mia

(verse)
it’s a konkrete jungle outside but we in it
lighters in the sky put them high let me see them
wifes in the building let me know what you feelin
we don’t want to murder but you know we bout to kill it

(hook)
we going underground ’til the sun come rise
where the music playing loud and the place go wild
and the drinks start flowing when we hit midnight
this is how we survive
show you a kind world that will change your life
where the music playing loud and the place go wild
and the drinks start flowing when we hit midnight
this is how we survive
dj drop that bomb,bomb,bomb
the whole club go dumb,dumb,dumb
and it don’t matter where ya from,from,from
we party as one,
this is how we survive

(verse : busta rhymes)
yeah,yeah,
hey yo sean kingston make sure shorty over there pass me one of those chug chugging
looping on them batch, and i don’t mean to brag
but when i get up on the mic and i fuck it up everybody else get mad
put all of my money in the bag, her amaze everything swag
too many broads can’t fit up in the whip everybody else get a cab
what a vibe,what a vibe,what a vibe nr.1
and you sittin’ way i slip up at a place
and on my shit tough until it done
them blacking since burn i really see the god that i’ve become
and i mac everybody run away the fly ,they godless where they from
now i’m a sling thing, they got me sling thing
and i broke up that cup it don’t matter what the rest bring
you can’t find me i’m at the crib in the west wing
while i’m seeing beat

(outro)
dj drop that bomb,bomb,bomb
the whole club go dumb,dumb,dumb
and it don’t matter where ya from,from,from
we party as one,
this is how we survive
dj drop that bomb,bomb,bomb
the whole club go dumb,dumb,dumb
and it don’t matter where ya from,from,from
we party as one,
this is how we survive
dj drop that bomb

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'Different Cloth' Lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (Ft. Busta Rhymes)
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(Busta Rhymes)
Got these niggas saying
shit ain’t even logical to do the shit I do now
lets celebrate the impossible,
glasses up, the respect
is unbelievable, arsenal, and beat the street
with bars til niggas lay in the hospital, in
case you didn’t know everything about me
phenomenal and the way these niggas talk
everything about it is comical
What is even more comical is what you’ll
read in an article
I broke your face for talking you should have been more responsible
You need to learn I ain’t tryna stop basic,
watch them choke when I’m pulling up in a
spaceship, when I float you see how we ball
until we wasted, mad because I poked your
broad I’m beggin to taste it, appreciate this
art and this bosciat that I painted,
embraced a lot of love, but I love embracing
the hatred, you niggas is defue from me
leavin’ it mutalated, pardon my delay and all
of this greatness you ever waited

(Chorus)
Now when I’m looking at the game I’m saying
shit doesn’t change, shit doesn’t change, these
nigga going out their way, but I’m just staying
the same, staying the same, you probably
thinking that you seen somebody like me
before, somebody like me before, but I’m a G
and they don’t make em’ like me anymore, like
me anymore

(Wiz Khalifa)
Uh, the nerve of these niggas, talkin’ shit about
me cause I’m on the top, I ain’t even heard of
these niggas, smokin’ kill just to murder these
niggas, want beef cause I gor bread, I guess
you wear bargains be nigga, they say I’m the
event currently, but my niggas in the cut like
surgery, in the cut like surgery, and all my
breakfast, lunch, and dinners get served to me,
you sayin’ I ain’t the realest that’s perjury, I’m
smokin’ out with my niggas up on that top floor
of the villa lookin’ out for those be tryna copy
us, oh you ain’t about those dollars, huh
I guess that mean we can’t chop it up, chop it
up, carry on poppin’, 30K for watches, I grinded
for what I got, my nigga, losing is not an
option, not an option, just look at all this new
shit that I’m rockin’, that I’m rockin’, don’t
know what you doing, you should stop then,
should stop then

(Chorus)
Now when I’m looking at the game I’m saying
shit doesn’t change, shit doesn’t change, these
nigga going out their way, but I’m just staying
the same, staying the same, you probably
thinking that you seen somebody like me
before, somebody like me before, but I’m a G
and they don’t make em’ like me anymore, like
me anymore

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'Call Da Police' Lyrics - Akon (Ft. Busta Rhymes)
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Call em, call em call em
Somebody better call em, call 911
Call di police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Say bye bye what I see … speaks
Killa song boy, emces get murda
Call di police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call em, call em, call em
Call di police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call em, call em, call em

Yeah, all these niggas be strapping up
But they will be the ones to be running
Same nigga wanna come gwap me up…
And we’ll reach from here to London
Bring it back, back, back…say hello to master cannon
In case of emergency you need to just call em, call em
Everybody got that thing, the infrared beam
And I suggest call em, call em
Cause when I’m in black, I’m really hard to be seen
You need to just call em, call em
I blend with the night, yeah that’s right
I’m so anonymous
Shawty you could just call me, when you wanna come on me
I’m the one you wanna call, on you, caressing you when you get lonely
Now I know why you on me, paper daddy so on it
Come on right, well this bad man, even dia police man ciant hold me

Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call em, call em

Neighbors always call the police on me
When they hear me coming out
Cause when I spit I sound like 1000 drummers and a marching band
Coming, dibid dabidibi dibidibidi, hear that drum roll on the middle
Niggas always step to me and say they heard that I spit like a drum roll
…and I do it and I keep it doing …
Here we go again another one, …better run
It’s an emergency, …call the police on me

Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call em, call em
Call the police, you fucking with a beast
Check my record I kill these niggas…
Murda, murda, I did it did it in the first degrees
Man down, somebody better call …
Show me what you got for me
& Verse Simmonds

Every time I come around she be popping it like 3 ladies
One me 3 ladies, all these bottles I’m faded
Woke up this morning man I just thank the lord that I made it
Got a million clothes, a million hoes
A million dollars from a million shows
I stack it all up, I spend it on clothes
And if you don’t know…
Licking shot, ain’t it shot
I heard them shooting man
Somebody call the cops

Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call em, call em
Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency
Call the police for me, tell them it’s a case of emergency.

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[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
Ya got nerve, little nigga
See me when I pull up tot he curb, little nigga
My money absurd, little nigga
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little nigga
Hey, these niggas got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you niggas better get your chips up
You already know my style nigga, King Tut
My money pound nigga, King Tut
You could see it in my smile nigga, King Tut
My jewelry look wild nigga, King Tut
Who else be ridin’ through the town in a ?

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yo, yo, see the way I take over Casinos like De Niro said
Reachin’ money short, watch how it fold up like a Hero bread
Nigga thought he was a Super-friend, now that hero dead
Try to cross this shit, we represent, but that’s a zero dread
All of this money I be countin’
And my cup runneth over like a fuckin’ water fountain
Any nigga trynna front, I’mma show them shit they ugly
Throwin’ bread until they jealous of your money, lookin’ funny
Hold up!
And body shit, that’s what a monster do
See me throwin’ this money and bitches like a sponsor do
Put the gloves on and beat up a nigga like I’m Costasue
And fuck the talkin’, just bring me my money like a prostitute

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Reek Da Villain]
Okay, I’m ridin’ through your city, blowin’ diddies of that icky
Got your wifey in the passenger, I’m ridin’, now she lick me
I get money like my Cuban and know my bank is heavy
And I grip the 31 like Jason Terry when I’m shootin
ATM in my jeans, big sittin’ on my left thigh
Burn a mansion down and watch it coverin’ my left eye
Girl on deck, I just whipped another lick
Now my top look like black Friday, twelve AM in front of Best Buy
Haha, sour got me all sedated
Niggas lookin’ at me angry, what’s with all the smiley faces?
My deniro like Shapiro, I see Johnny Cocran wages
I’m no lawyer, but they only bring those bottles by the cases

[Hook]

[Verse 3: J-Doe]
Okay now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
Test me, best be faster than a rocket
I ain’t got no time if it ain’t about a profit
I’m sending my deposit, I will have your city rockin’
I get the hottest beats, niggas wish that they could rhyme on it
I got the hottest watch, ain’t even set the time on it
The way I’m killin’ niggas it look like a crime, don’t it?
I got the light, with a little bit of lime on it
Okay, now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
Whip clean, jet ski attached to the Charger
Bitches want attention and I tell ‘em try harder
Got ‘em doin’ shit I know that’s gon’ be disgracin’ they father
Okay leggo

[Hook]

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'Take You There' Lyrics - Jodie Connor (Ft. Busta Rhymes)
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I don’t need the diamonds
Or all the fancy clothes
Forget about the flowers
I don’t need none of those, no

I need another world
Somewhere incredible
Boy, are you capable
Up up away we go
Another level please
Where it’s just you and me
That’s where I wanna be
Up up away we go

Come take me to the place I wanna go
Regress is glowing blue in the streets of gold
We’re looking for a couple stories in the Silver Sun
I want to go tonight, can we make it

I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there

Up up yeah we go

See I don’t need a fast car
The money or the fame
Need you to take me higher
Come on and light my flame

I need another world
Somewhere incredible
Boy, are you capable
Up up away we go
Another level please
Where it’s just you and me
That’s where I wanna be
Up up away we go

Come take me to the place I wanna go
Regress is glowing blue in the streets of gold
We’re looking for a couple stories in the Silver Sun
I want to go tonight, can we make it

I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there

Up up yeah we go

[Busta Rhymes]
When you see the Royce pull up with the chaffeur
Take you in a ride, rollercoaster
Party till we spilling drinks then I’m on the sofa
Why we’re here all night even when the party is over
Wait here, bring me a couple of moses
Two handycam while you’re up in my choker
Where to?
Way out damnit, swear I want a hunnit
I’m on another planet
The way we get it I never understand it
Take two, let me hear DJ bang it
Till the people learn every word, let me sing it
Hands in the air, let us take this down

I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there

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I lay out for you Shawty
Especially the…
She said it was… tasty

Come and put your name on it (put your name on it)
Come and put your name on it (your name)
Bet you wanna put your name on it (put your name on it)
Come and put your name on it

It’s not even my birthday (my birthday)
But he wanna lick the icing off
I know you wanna it in the worst way (the worst way)
Can’t wait to blow my candles out
He want that cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
(Don’t you wanna put your name on it)
Oh baby, I like it
It’s so excited, don’t try to hide it
I’mma make you my bitch
Cake cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
(Don’t you wanna put your name on it)
I know you wanna bite this
It’s so enticing
Nothing else like this
I’mma make you my bitch

Hey girl, put that pussy on a platter in this room
And let me stick the ….
Start the splatter, beat the pussy clap, clap
..like the clapper
How I bake it, how I cook it
She always make a nigger…
She pull it out the sleaze
All the ice … let it dry…
Cake!

Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
(Don’t you wanna put your name on it)
It’s so excited, don’t try to hide it
I’mma make you my bitch
Cake cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
(Don’t you wanna put your name on it)
I know you wanna bite this
It’s so enticing
Nothing else like this
I’mma make you my bitch

Felon!
I will handcuff him, I just bang a bitch
…gonna try to claim the kid
Right side angle, tapping on the left pelvis
She be looking like a walking piece of red velvet
Nice vanilla skin, pretty pink..
Long… like a… hat
Once I play… she put my name on it
See me with a lower nigger pop, I don’t wait on it!

Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
(Don’t you wanna put your name on it)
It’s so excited, don’t try to hide it
I’mma make you my bitch
Cake cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
(Don’t you wanna put your name on it)
I know you wanna bite this
It’s so enticing
Nothing else like this
I’mma make you my bitch
It’s not even my birthday (my birthday)
But he wanna lick the icing off
I know you wanna it in the worst way (the worst way)
Can’t wait to blow my candles out
He want that cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
(Don’t you wanna put your name on it)
Oh baby, I like it
It’s so excited, don’t try to hide it
I’mma make you my bitch
Cake cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
(Don’t you wanna put your name on it)
I know you wanna bite this
It’s so enticing
Nothing else like this
I’mma make you my bitch

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you listen to the rumors, you would think they played me
but they my juniors, they my juniors
you listen to the rumors, you would think they played me
but they my juniors, they my juniors

back to the... the way i spit... on they work
it's like i'm getting paid and paid
watch the way i ... the throttle and i heat it up
... bottle, bring the..
unleash the deuces that i ... right for me to kill him
they know just what it is when they father step in the building
these niggas ... i think they trying to touch the ceiling
turn discipline to children... get it
and ignore...getting the ... like the first game post lock out
one by one, i've been watching you drop out
and i'm coming to get a block out, ...before i hurt you...

you listen to the rumors, you would think they played me
but they my juniors, they my juniors
you listen to the rumors, you would think they played me
but they my juniors, they my juniors

the right to discretion is advised
cause things are about to get live
i tortures the birds and the bees to be wise
so this time...busta rhymes
and that's why i made it a ...suit
cause i prove to the world that the ... is the truth
so this there for me it's like a... moment
damn, but ain't candy candy thick as hell
man, but one thing i love ...
fam, when it's dad... got a smile
it might be poisoned... every rapper...
oh, saying ... these rappers my juniors...

you listen to the rumors, you would think they played me
but they my juniors, they my juniors
you listen to the rumors, you would think they played me
but they my juniors, they my juniors.

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one shot bomb the clock
bitches jumping on my dick
hopping like it’s hopscotch
booty pop
my bitch don’t wear that she probably ass shots
i don’t give a fuck
i fuck them all till they’re pussy ouch
potty mouth ouchie while he bang bang in her mouth
once a fucking-pon a time had your bitch inside my house
cooking, greasing, riding dick
sweat sheet up back she fool ‘round
pop that pussy
now let me see you do-do brown
i wanna rock
i wanna rock
till these bitches niggers is their time of the month
time of the month
niggers wanna be what i eat
that shit e e everything well done
i’m so far in the clouds i can barely hear
all that shit you rocking boy
that was last year
go tear
niggers tear my style like a stop dear
pump fear till you bitches heart … what out the beer
man all these lil’ niggers weird
they all lining up to come and see the last king

i get money
i make money
i take money
them bitches wanna fuck me
cause i’m
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m will whatever man
i do it do it better
took two more shots then i’m out
i’m a motherfucker and i got a potty mouth
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m will whatever man
i do it do it better

man i fucked you dame and now she’s mine
to lock hoot but the pussy in my pond
she put … make a grown man cry
selling bullshit i don’t pay you no money
but what’s your sign?
gemini? scorpio? let me fuck from behind
however you want it baby
like the blonds blonds
and close your eyes
real nigger doe
real nigger doe
got a freak bitch and they be up in me on doe
came in the door, kick in the door
waving the 4-4 put one one in your blow hole
man your paper thing
you need to text them notes
niggers steal my lines to say
they don’t think i got a new quote
i’m fresh out the boat
nigger let’s toast
young money real
your shit just a hoax
made up fairytale
busy on the flow
why would lie?
forever and over i’m
so fucking frustrated with your lady
get a flighter send her home
man my love is all so tainted
if you fine you might get diamonds
if you a … you might get nothing
i’m a monster straight from the marsh pit
rock you like nirvana
man i’d be off the throne like it’s a holiday
fuck them with the finer things
pull up on your bitch and say

i get money
i make money
i take money
them bitches wanna fuck me
cause i’m
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m will whatever man
i do it do it better
took two more shots then i’m out
i’m a motherfucker and i got a potty mouth
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m will whatever man
i do it do it better

man i fucked your …
young d i’m freshest nigger on the lot-o
better man up this about to go …
…
…
let the rain fill their mouths
around my kingdom carved
when you see the star
pledge allegiance
i’m a legend leave i’m screaming screaming
drip dreaming just to get by
face so fly
why you so high?

took two more shots then i’m out
i’m a motherfucker and i got a potty mouth
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m will whatever man
i do it do it better
all bad bitches in my house house
i’m a motherfucker
fuck her then i kick her out
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m ‘bout whatever
i’m ‘bout whatever man
i do it do it better

cannibal
i eat you raw meat
i’m draw with beats
so scavenger with it
nigger look like george mcfee
you don’t want it bitch?
y’all niggers know
… tell me what you want
listen close …
get ugly when a motherfucker come through
excuse me bitch
…
that movie shit
… vomit speak
you think it’s already new?
see i’ma fly you niggers
and i’ll might end up in another city
gonna fight until they get there
buy them and getting greedy
see the time and now a nigger climb another millie
then we shine until the nigger blind
i’m rapping till it kills me
forth and back

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turn my fucking beat up (x3)
(turn my mic up to)
9remix)

uh, yeah! we can do anything
walk everywhere and buy anything! (reemix)
i’ll be chilling, i don’t worry about anything reemix)
why stop now? i can have everything! (part 2)
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
why stop now? i can have everything!

find the nearest exit
everybody better find the nearest exit
see the way i killed very nigga in this bitch
somebody please tell me where the forensics
everybody know the god real
looking like you work in a garage sale
while you hating on one of the greatest
i be in the crib digging in ya mom’s tail
big old bitch – avatar
i got her sitting on the dick like i handle bar
shawty like the way i beat it up
beat the pretty pussy with a battle scar
let a nigga eat it up like a caviar
got her buggin now she wanna carry on
ymcmb, gods of this rap shit that we are
but ya girl look like a little amateur
wednesday night at the apollo
but it’s okay ’cause she got a long neck
and i got a dick size only a giraffe could swallow
sent her back cause they gonna ask tomorrow
why baby girl did you have to gargle?
if i could have everything
do me a favour send me a hundred more bottles
hahaha

uh, yeah! we can do anything
walk everywhere and buy anything!
i’ll be chilling, i don’t worry about anything
why stop now? i can have everything!
yeah! i can have everything!
yeah! i can have everything!
yeah! i can have everything!
why stop now? i can have everything!

aye let me re-introduce ya’ll to my beautiful twin
oh my god. missy…

it go 3,4,5,6
on this mic i hot spit
this my time, toc-tic
on the chicken not fucking wit’
hit ‘em with hits in the head i spit…
this shit is so ridiculous, sick
missy like no other chick
now watch how i kill this remix
i slay these crows
got more lines than cornrows
you aint on me sea level
better get on ya tippy toes
really though, really no
i’ma blow it up like a torpedo
who am i, you don’t know
you can call me the original
i’m the e-double-ll i-o-t-t don’t ever try me on the mic i’ma beast
eat an emcee like i’m finna have a feast
you better sit down, have a seat
i can do anything, missy finna change the game
ya’ll better stay up in ya lane
now i’mma just make y’all clap ya hands

uh, yeah! we can do anything
walk everywhere and buy anything! (reemix)
i’ll be chilling, i don’t worry about anything reemix)
why stop now? i can have everything! (part 2)
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
why stop now? i can have everything!

it’s been officially declared that the martian is back in the building
tunechi!!!

man, fuck these niggas
man, fuck these hoes
t just roll a big long blunt
i smoke that bitch till it’s muggsy bogues
i aint got time for that bitch shit
glock, automatic, no stick shift
my girl p-ssy bigger than pig lips
my blunts last longer than friendships
man, i was on my skateboard
it aint trickin’ if you got it i’ll pay for it
hol’ up, wait for it
catch up, like fake blood
my own funeral i’m late for it
shout out to my young nigga ace hood
i’m fresh out the can i’m canned goods
two handguns, my hands full
i’m young ill and so mean
i’m one pill from od’ing
i’m high hoe, my eyes low like korean’s
i pulled up on that ?
thuggin’, bumping golf wang
bitch, i’m higher than eddie cane
tunechi i can have everything

uh, yeah! we can do anything
walk everywhere and buy anything! (reemix)
i’ll be chilling, i don’t worry about anything reemix)
why stop now? i can have everything! (part 2)
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
why stop now? i can have everything!

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y'all know what it is, i sneak up in the club
i got that ratched on me, you don't want me to bug
you know what they call me, they call me super thug
and ...when i act up, i lehgo me a slug
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

fast car, top down, this is how i like it, top down
red top, red bottoms, the fast ride around them
rock a molly, rock a ...
kick ... in they face, soccer goalie
i'm ... feeling myself, no e pill, i'm nothing but i'm feeling myself
yep, ... left hands slap box, them...are toys, match box
and i be good on them back blocks
i'm old school with the drop tops...
but the dashboard, ipads and laptops
got the...still in the stashbox
i stand tall, youngings look up to me
and ... got love... for me

y'all know what it is, i sneak up in the club
i got that ratched on me, you don't want me to bug
you know what they call me, they call me super thug
and ...when i act up, i lehgo me a slug
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

somebody walked up and told me...
so i shot him and turned up my rock ... black lincoln sitting on stock rims
under black tint, cincinatti cop brim
you know my flavor, ...pull out your...
let him slice you once them i'ma blaze...
taste your blood like 45 minutes after mayweather...
fighting...
and all you little new... styles
just a pack of crowd, i come through acting wild
dressed in all black, blacker than... my jacket loud
...i bust guns and i wipe your teeth
hurricane ...can't live with us
then put us where god be

y'all know what it is, i sneak up in the club
i got that ratched on me, you don't want me to bug
you know what they call me, they call me super thug
and ...when i act up, i lehgo me a slug
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

you can fuck the calm now, shout it let it go
brin squad pulled up it's like a car show
benz in my pocket flag, all my cargos
yeah i'll be...walking through the back door
...i love the sound when your girl go down
beef you better let it go
my youngings they are oping up the...
every round on me till the bar clothes
... it's the pink in my cup, no ...

y'all know what it is, i sneak up in the club
i got that ratched on me, you don't want me to bug
you know what they call me, they call me super thug
and ...when i act up, i lehgo me a slug
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

all my people ready to party with me
it's whenever you wanna put in between
for my g's in the street puffing the loud
when we going hard, my lady's ready to fly x 2
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

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Uh, check
I’m here to… I told you I…
I owe you the latest, yes
And I know I’m the best
And I hold… niggers
And I stand for them killers that…
Back to the kingdom I’m Ella
Emotion you do, you think…
I challenge the ones…
But you ain’t fresh!
Despite you spit on people, you know you…
Even though you nigger is…
So you don’t know what I know, son
And thus you smoke blunts
Fuck how the…
The greatest of the game,
Watch how our poppa still …
I’m in a leg for you to pay for a ticket to see me
I’m so fresh, niggers is…
The bless is nothing… of getting greedy
I’m tired of giving you.. of bless
If you don’t follow mother fucker,
I know that you ain’t fresh!

Chorus:
You niggers ain’t got style, you ain’t fresh!
Been spitting for a while,
Still ain’t fresh!
Pay respect, high shit… in the West
I take you back to the days of the cassette.
You gotta… sound,
You ain’t fresh
Pushing narcotics now,
Still ain’t fresh!
You all be… the block with all this bullshit
..run up in the game, with a full clique.

You all be… the block with all this bullshit
..run up in the game, with a full clique.
My niggers I’ve been doing this since 88
Even further back, get your shit straight!
..while I…
He wasn’t bumping..making mix tapes.
Stuff and tissue with a..
Rocking the.. with DJ Dr. Dree
..on your shoulder,.. press play
Known at that puffy shit, I mean that…
King C.. and… ten.
..you’re feeling me
..but you probably never heard the shit.
And if you did, you just…
You ever break.. house in the…

Chorus:
You niggers ain’t got style, you ain’t fresh!
Been spitting for a while,
Still ain’t fresh!
Pay respect, high shit… in the West
I take you back to the days of the cassette.
You gotta… sound,
You ain’t fresh
Pushing narcotics now,
Still ain’t fresh!
You all be… the block with all this bullshit
..run up in the game, with a full clique.

Niggers sound horrible on rap city
Freestyle, their best freaking rhymes, still sound shitty
Fuck that, I only watch uncut
For … black Jesus, niggers, what’s up?
..that shit sucks
Mother fucker, you ain’t the real MC
If the first time you see… on MTV.
And fuck how… told me, gimmy…
These rap videos is fucking whack to me!
Nigger, they made you bitches, and that’s not your house
You got them… for more, nigger shout your mouth!
If this.. nigger, what you rap for?
You must have… in your rap flow!
Got deja vu, I’ve seen this shit before
Got five hot men when you’re doing your show!
Fuck, if it ain’t the roots I don’t go no more!

Chorus:
You niggers ain’t got style, you ain’t fresh!
Been spitting for a while,
Still ain’t fresh!
Pay respect, high shit… in the West
I take you back to the days of the cassette.
You gotta… sound,
You ain’t fresh
Pushing narcotics now,
Still ain’t fresh!
You all be… the block with all this bullshit
..run up in the game, with a full clique.

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[busta rhymes]
when i come and i hop and a skip and i rhyme
and im dumb and i drop and a spit and i shine
ey ey ey nigga whatcu really wanna do?
you ain't know that i'm comin to take what's mine?
everytime i come i hit u with a little bit of killa,
betta know that u can never never see me little nigga
while im at the top, i will never stop, when a nigga pop,
see the way i run it? and leave a nigga bitter?
ya'll know when i do my thang and i bang,
bitta boom bitta bomb bidda bang! everybody know that
when it comes to this shit i gotta spit,
muthafucka better crown me king wit'a passion and alot of action
see the way they grab em (how u do it)
now they wanna ask em how a nigga smash em see
that when you have em (drag em through it!).
hey hey hey hey hey hey
now they gotta know what a nigga do all day count
bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads
when i drop heat in this streets ok?
u shitty with a gearshift gimmick
and i hope alot of niggas leavin their clinic.
it dont really matter who u wanna ask about me...
cuz i be the feircest with it.
while im givin u the final chapter, with lotta laughter,
see the way to capture everybody probly telling you the same shit
u dont really wanna come after.
now i suggest u listen whenever u hear that i be up in the building.
trust me this is not the place for u to bring your children

[layzie bone]
the b o n e we got plenty of flows,
from cleveland ohio we rollin them foes,
they told me the record was only for pros,
so layzie gon get it vp i suppose, bold,
slammin them cadilac doors,
my story the coldest that never been told,
sit back while i tell it it's thuggish, we blaze,
forever im young and it never get old.
poppin the bottle rosay when i ballz,
smell the aroma just follow your nose,
we thug on the corner from night to the sun up, u run up,
get down and fall let it explode, low only real gangstas role,
so, homie we smash around,
when we crash collide who ever dem wannabe foes,
so, og status, still got money up under the mattress,
niggas dont get it, i stick like cactus,
money so tall these niggas need ladders,
try to come close but they never can match us or catch us,
we the masters yall already know how we do on the air,
they never compare we live on the stratus,
feelin to batchya, wit a twist and bust,
nigga come through with twist and bus',
niggas been famous, they know how to aim it they spittin my language,
adrenalin rush feminine niggas a minimal brush,
back to the to the dust, we willin to clutch

[twista]
now i be the coldest on the island,country or on the peninsula,
hit them with the venom and then imma disintegrate em
or fade em fuck em cause i hate em im hot if u not check the tempreture
mayday wit kay slay drop the bomb on them
when they put me on the track and imma show em who is out
when i make em go and comit suicide like dress like a phantom or
do willem about to get get in em,
i open the door cuz im dope with the flow never no huffalla flow
was a drug or imma eat the bitch open and hopes some more so lokus
the poem ill never know who u can go check the portfolio cant slay em
just have'ta fuck at you and then imma stick em u know we can go
of course so go get yo coat this be the season for niggas that sneezin
and snoozin and if u keep hetsin me that be catching the beatin
and bruisin whats up look at the mojo look at the swag
it lookin all over vernacular,
things i've been doin cuz imma stay infinite
so they be callin me dracula
oops i mean blackula when im attackin ya pullin up on them
in the new acura a new panamera or the superleggera
with the pino grigio seats
i see that u niggas be hatin
so the next time u see me dont speak
now u know u know not to send me no beat
cuz imma kill it and murder anybody that dont wanna get it
where they wanna get up in it
cuz ill be the bidness imma menace all the way up to the finish
make an enemy deminish wanna get up in the battle
even if we gotta be up on the block
2012 hip hop the shiit dont stop
just slide through to spit some thug shit

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[Intro: Raekwon]
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most extravagant flashy lifestyle
Of the wealthy and comfortable. I’mma be your host tonight
We gonna be exhibiting the fly palace of my brother Raekwon the Chef’s
Nineteen thousand square feet deluxe villa. Let’s walk inside..

[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Hey yo, Pyrex vision, gangster intermission
Snow fishing over the stove, frozen glisten
Wall unit 360 spin, see the digital gym
There’s the watch rack, right near the brims
Frigerator see-thru, walls got a different type texture
Peeped out the sectional true
Vodka mugs, Ace of Spade rugs, Louis cups and candles
Fila forks, gold Kangols
Travel over here, priceless lights
Tub full of ice
Granddaddy pinecones, leather bikes
Gear junkie, monkey Timbs blunt me
Yeah, kinda sloppy — my maids, they be coming in monthly
Silk towel, red leathers, green hats, mean sweater, jeans
You should let us be your stylist, get you better
Octagon mirrors, box of sneakers
Louis, Gucc, Nike, Clark, Avia I bought in Peru
Yeah, plasma toilet, go go Gadget stuck
If I gotta squeeze, running out of time
This automatic button right here blow the house down
I’m walking slow in my fire jumper
Tom Ford and Bloomberg got too
Polo drawers, go blast your door
Cover girl sent, tap it in the toilet seat

[Interlude: Raekwon]
Yes, ladies and gentlemen. These are the most exotic
Illustrious mansions in the world. We will step inside
My nigga Bussa Bus next level, tri-dimensional sector of his
Exclusive imported ceramic style-slash-frontier shit. Mr. Bus

[Busta Rhymes]
Yo

[Raekwon]
Can you walk us through the front, sir?

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
I welcome y’all to my crib
The fortress of I self, lord and master
Crystal chandeliers looking like satellite dishes from NASA
Yeah, you niggas is bugged
Shoes forbidden in the crib, especially on my Alaskan polar bear rugs
Pictures with billies and parties out in Ibiza
Living room floor laced with imported marble from Indonesia
High ceilings, eighteenth century paintings is basic
With litters of money, many casinos in the basement
A million letter way a nigga parlay
With money to wrinkle your face up like a Shar Pei
Limited box of cigars from diplomats in Cubana
Rare art of Basquiat feeding fruit to Madonna
Copacabana, I’mma celebrate til they respect a
Success story with trucks unloading imperial nectar
Too many whips, I built a valet
Hundred thousand dollar drapes
Dancing and swinging like a ballet
I showed you all enough to where this shit’s a hassle
I’m sorry, your time is up, niggas — now get up out my castle

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ain’t a bit to say bitch i do it
a million dollar stacking loud packing
man my weed in pocket matching
what is you asking, shut the fuck up
i’m talking in the real nigga asking man
and all these hoes attracted to the fucking main attraction
at my shows, my shows, watch me do
100 bottles, not for you
i’m rolling weed up, i’m getting high
and since i came up, she want me to come inside
on the fuck… i’m just too much, yeah too much
i choose my fingers, my crew up
i’m from where niggas get chewed up
fuck around and i blew up
me and my niggas set the charts
fucked around and i flew up
yeah nigga got 2 nuts, and i still don’t give a 2 fucks
bitch i do it

she hot, better be a keeper, i don’t think i ever seen a girl so fly
since i said nice to meet ya, i don’t wanna leave her
uh i think i really wanna make you mine
uh baby you a diva, i don’t wanna see her
end up with any other guys
come on …table, i got what you came for
pick up a glass girl and let’s get right
cause you got a hair lover body
let me take you to…tomorrow
cause you got what i need and i got what you came for
i can give you what these other niggas ain’t able

oh baby girl we’re doing it so big
i make these other niggas wanna do it like this
oh baby girl we’re doing it so good
i keep on buying bottles if you keep on doing that
go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
tell them bring them fireworks to my table
go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
i’ma keep it moving, as long as you can do it

we got buckets filled of ice, take the bottles all in
… never asked how we get it
… yeah she high, i’ma make sure we leave the club
they need us there
…we balling, we be everywhere
..she say i’m sweet as caramel…
you feel they.. callie and miami, they standing at my table…

oh baby girl we’re doing it so big
i make these other niggas wanna do it like this
oh baby girl we’re doing it so good
i keep on buying bottles if you keep on doing that
go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
tell them bring them fireworks to my table
go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
i’ma keep it moving, as long as you can do it

hold up, man, shawty let it what a nigga…
better know a nigga really let it …bounce your ass
… i get up on the mike… when i get up on the beat
where the fireworks bottles at, hurry up
go sit down …

oh baby girl we’re doing it so big
i make these other niggas wanna do it like this
oh baby girl we’re doing it so good
i keep on buying bottles if you keep on doing that
go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
tell them bring them fireworks to my table
go ahead and do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
i’ma keep it moving, as long as you can do it.

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Bringing the entertainment
Ashanti, we miss you baby!
Busta, Busta, and my music high

What about my pride?
You’re never satisfied.
You made me feel like I wasn’t worth being by your side.
I done sacrificed all of my damn time giving you all mine
You see me dying inside.

Chorus:
Tryin’ to see.
Tryin’ to find
Tryin’ to be (the woman you love)
Tried everything,
But it just don’t seem like it’s enough.
Hey baby, tried to believe
But I’m tired of being tired
Tryin’ to love
Tryin’ to fight
And I’m running out of tries
You’re just no good!

But everything that I think,
And all the love that we make
It never should took place
I gave you my heart, you’ve been trading, I know!
I should have let you go, cause I’m back where I was before

Chorus:
Baby, tryin’ to see.
Tryin’ to find
Tryin’ to be (the woman you love)
Tried everything,
But it just don’t seem like it’s enough.
Hey baby, tried to believe
But I’m tired of being tired
Tryin’ to love
Tryin’ to fight
And I’m running out of tries
You’re just no good!

Ooh, oh, look
I know you’re rapping to move I’ll be making, yes
Don’t go for… and turbulations, yes
It don’t matter how difficult it would get,
I love you regardless the situation.
I see you draw a line, and when I’m saying buhuhu
You ain’t gotta leave me home…
Come on! Every time I get up and I think about …
I know at times I really hurt your head
..I stress you up, I really get you fed up.
I will never ever gonna let up, unless it makes you happy for me to shut up!
But I ain’t shutting up, because I really wanna give it to you
I can’t replace a feeling when we get up with each other
And I ain’t trying to lose you!
Now what you expect me to do instead of tripping you to Honolulu?
Come on! Maybe we can spend some time,
And every time I make you better, girl I chose you!
But if you admit it that we really… I respect you, and baby, I’mma go!
But once I walk out the door, I ain’t never coming back, baby!
Hell no!

Chorus:
Tryin’ to see.
Tryin’ to find
Tryin’ to be (the woman you love)
Tried everything,
But it just don’t seem like it’s enough.
Hey baby, tried to believe
But I’m tired of being tired
Tryin’ to love
Tryin’ to fight
And I’m running out of tries
You’re just no good!

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[Verse 1]
Now it’s finna be some energy, we got the remedy
I’m in the vicinity of a nigga that can spit it with me
Feel the fire whenever we act up
Everyone else is incompatible with the artillery
So forget about it when you hear about it
Cause it’s too fast when I pass the baton to Busta
Hit a victim in the middle of the body with a bullet and a rhythm
Every murder is a structure
Everytime I hit you niggers with another ? be blackin’
I be sounding like a nigger full of anger
Now I’m back to beat you in the head, I’ll bring another banger
With my nigga Twist, everything we do be up to wanger
You don’t really, really wanna see the way that I come
And I’ll give it to you, get up on the ? see a nigga numb
Do it how I wanna do it ’till I make another nigga drop
I put my money on it, homie, I’m the one
Go on here, pick it up, carry it the way you wanna carry it
Do whatever you wanna do
Show the competition how we gunning too when we coming through
Better never let a nigga never get infront of you
? I wanna get in so fast they call me Flash
Don’t nobody really wanna
We can hit ‘em like a couple of millimeters
Woopin’ a niggas’ ass
Skibbedy bop, skibbedy bop, skibbedy beep
I’m skippin’ all over on another Just Blaze hit
? sitting, waiting and wondering
Was we ever gonna do this shit
And then we came to hit ‘em with another flow
Pop champagne, celebrate and kill another show
Gotta campaign, the greatest niggas, y’all already know that
Never do this kinda shit, Twista, get ‘em, gotta go
Now I gotta ask y’all

[Hook]
Can you keep up?

[Verse 2]
Kill everybody cause I’m gunning outta stress
If I run outta breath, he gonna pick up where I left off
Keep him with me when he spittin cause the flow be ?
I’m a menace when I bust a lyrical tac off
Go faster than Ricky Bobby, kill him in Talladega Nights
Niggas try to get up, when a nigga hit up
When it I come I promise you gotta pay the price
Look, why don’t everybody wanna come and try get a little taste
Of the shit I got, let me put it all up in your face
When I spit it I got a nigga wildin’ all over the place
Everybody better listen here
Cause you know when I bring him I will never, never stop
Make a nigga wanting to bring him back to the top
Throw the shit up in the streets and I be running every block
Everybody better stand clear
Like a millimeter when I be booking the track up
Motivated for murder whenever I act up
A couple of phenomenal niggas can stack up
Gets anybody that wanna live in the back up
Killing everybody when I bust a clip off
Cause I’mma be attacking them with the insane flow
Then I be having them calling me Twista Phelps
And a nigga bust like Usain Bolt
Shocked a nigga like I was a thousand bolts
Now I’m feelin on the beat the way I’m feelin on the boat
The way I gotta kill ‘em and the way I gotta flow
You don’t really wanna test me, boy, cause I’ll pop ya
When I’m in the spot you know you can’t leave
I spit every word ’till, damn I can’t breathe
You never heard ’till you nosebleed
Twista, please
Now you know I got ya
Now I gotta ask y’all

[Hook]
Can you keep up?

[Verse 3]
You can talk about it with a bunch of people
That say that I’m a lyrical manifestation of rhythm

When I do it its gotta be accurate
Like I’m attacking the rhythm with such a vocal tenacity

I be coming with it, he be coming with it
And nobody really do it how we do it
And the flow is so fluid I gotta be an anomaly
Gotta be an Odyssey; the prodigy, and I’mma be the one to prove it

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