sun has come up, the night is behind Go down in the city, into the street And let's give the message to the people we meet So light up the fire and
Busta Rhymes] I hope you ready to march niggaz, hut two three four Back with the gangsta of rap, retort I hope somebody quickly call up a doctor Go get a
Finesse shit and leave the spot up in a mess y'all Bitches, you know the street shit caress y'all Sex y'all And put a bounce up in your breast y'all Yes
breakdown in the working city... yo go get the plates and the gym star" "Yo light that up, lemme hit that, gimme a light, yeah man cut that" "Fuck this shit" {Busta Rhymes
BAF!!), another sound of a guy (BOOF BAF!!), never boy, duck punk, try (Wyclef Jean) Well I'm on fire (FIRE), FIRE (FIRE), FIRE (FIRE) So let me re-light
of a thousnad warriors When I bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious Blocks on fire (You're a star) (Blocks on fire) Fiends getting higher (
rhymes is invented So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke See how I was flowin on my last cassette? Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never
Glance at a man with no worries, full of teary Riddle at me, loose, hang you fools from a noose Then light you up on fire, put away my lighter Fuck the
got the floor chisel it in with precision (Lateef): Because we're meaner and we're cleaner stepping into the arena Set the roof on fire, like a lighter and gasolin-a
I'M YOUNG GOTTSTRA Put it up, pistols might sizzle a nigga For shizzle my nigga Kurizzle was nizzle my nigga LIke a bitch or a busta, bust a, four fizzle
retirin Maybe when the bank accounts light like a fire thin I'm in the position to hire other clients then Meanwhile I'm a virus like Iverson A nigga
land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back? In the line of fire
like a vortex, through your spine to the top of your cerebral cortex Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex Enter through your right ventricle clog up
force of a thousnad warriors When I bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious Blocks on fire (You're a star) (Blocks on fire) Fiends getting higher
crate shit Light it light it, please don't fight it You're all invited, when we kick off the next riot (Welcome!) Bust it bust it, get your crops dusted
: [Intro: Scratched vocals] Kharma, "One" "One" [Verse 1: Zion] Yo, a te' a te' a te' a testin' one two I'm sendin' out a shout to all the massive in
yo lighter we takin' you higher, fire yo flame We won't retire no higher than I'd be a liar We walk a live wire baggy(?) a tiger passin' out flyer(s)
