make it hurt Throw yo' pussy 'til you make it hurt Pop that shit until you make it hurt Bounce 'til you really wanna make it hurt Now bang yo' head until
make it hurt C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt Pound that shit until we make it hurt Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt {Verse
make it hurt C'mon, stomp yo' feet until we make it hurt Pound that shit until we make it hurt Until we make it hurt, now let's make it hurt [Verse
Blowing niggas tops, what? Flipmode up in this bitch, The Rulership Movement nigga Check it, let me talk, check it, check it [Busta Rhymes] There's
t it funny, they diss you when you lookin' bunny But she your honey, when your stuff shrimps in her tummy I just call it how I see it, non-fictional Deliver
rhyme Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time And if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you So either way we go about
Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Check - all rise, niggaz get it straight (ha) I rep the hood, rain hail snow and earthquake (ha) I'm past rattlin buildings, I make
: {Busta Rhymes} Yeah.. back by popular demand, it's about to get Godly Yeah.. hold it now! AOWWW! C'mon, c'mon (c'mon).. yeah Huh.. c'mon, c'mon (c'
nigga (Another one) {Busta Rhymes} ONE TWO THREE Come on Chorus {Busta Rhymes} Here we go again Y'all niggas know we have to give it to you Here we
it Fuck the yappin, be true to it, do it Steady scream about your East and your West side But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide Niggaz better
: [Tiesto vs. Diplo feat. Busta Rhymes] Catch 'Em By Surprise Catch 'Em By Surprise Catch 'Em By Surprise [Busta Rhymes:] Let's go Bounce to the beat
the flo?. Miami, Put it on the flo?. Miami, Put it on the flo?. Atlanta, Put it on the flo?. Atlanta, Put it on the flo?. [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] One
a coffin Punk stuff don't make it back, very often I got Erick to take care of the Sermon Ashes to ashes, dust, bodies burnin Bustin open the doors to
you bustas think It might sink in sometime But I won't blink We go against everything Smoke all the green Got the flow wrong Swing it aint nothing to me We put it
jungle [Busta Rhymes] I remember when Cassius Clay flipped the script Taking trips to Zimbabwe Africans started calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy) It
devil's hellfireCallin me a devil, some think it's a dissTo me it's just a name, it's not stones and sticksYou can't hurt me, I got a positive outlookReadin