Deck] New York, New York, legendary rhyme boss Code name Charley Horse, bust with blind force I smash set it and wreck for cash credit or check You crabs test, can't
I'm a hustler, and I ain't takin no shorts And I ain't takin no shorts [x3] Yo Ced, I know you down with all this happy rap Why don't you tell me about
I had fucked mo' niggas in the game then a quarterback I got them G's, them killers, them keys I'm fuckin' doublin' them D's I'm triplin' them T's Tryin
the force of a rocket buster This ain't what you're use to Now we gonna fly high singin this song la la la If you don't believe in yourself you best
these On the spot, red dots make 'em all believe Ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like these See I do the things that they can't achieve So don't start
don't believe in you, God It's like a grand feast celebratin' the bounce of the century I tote the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy Busta Rhymes
hit you with another one of them Old phenomenal shits Nineteen-ninety-six, that nigga comes through With another one of them fucking ill ones Busta Rhymes
2: Hen-Gee ] Impressionalist, not a ventriloquist Don't hang out with suckers worth less than piss Suckers can all come kiss the tip Of my knob when I aim I don't
You may be gone but you're never over And it don't stop, oh And it don't quit, oh And it don't stop, oh And it don't quit, oh And I miss you, oh I
! Let's get it started in here, yeah Lose control, all body, all soul Don't move too fast, people just take it slow Don't get ahead, just jump into it
not your father man, be your own man, stand on your own two I believe in you, believe in yourself nigga or don't even rep this man Ayo Mega you wanna
over, cause We don?t play no games, so when we up on ya, Believe we gonna let it rain, rain? [Chorus: 2x] Its bone thug, we them bone thugs Half of
let it goooooooo! (Y'all ain't ready! You are not ready!) And clear the air (Akon! Shabba! And Busta Bus!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Mi come to willin
own, don't mentally enslave your own If you God, then save your own, don't mentally enslave your own If you God, then save your own, don't mentally enslave
Bud Light, and shit'll get lit just like a cigarette I'm a b-boy so don't test me, many rappers don't impress me You try steppin into my city I'll,
' Word to Reggie yo it's time for some aksion Girl swing yo' ass, I can feel you climaxin' Don't even front, you know you wanna make it happen Yo Busta
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 me no type of
the half Still representin' the O, homey the Eastside, nigga 100th Ave Unfuckwittable, see all we bust is rhymes and nuts Oh yeah, you'd probably be fuckin' wit them