' to block my shine Don't you know you never will stop my grind? In a drop-top flyin' like I don't got time Got e'rybody surprised that I won't drop dimes
life in the papers All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers Now you wanna live my life, so what's the answer Nas? Niggas that don't rhyme right
motherfucker You ain't a gangsta I should cut ya, cock back and bust ya or stomp you out cause We don't trust ya [50 Cent] You owe a nigga? You don't
wanna mess with From the gutter With my brothers Knowin on these ghetto streets they don love us Duckin these undercovers These muthafuckers doin everythin to try n bust
Babylon fall All you shall witness when Babylon fall All you shall witness when Bablyon fall (Busta Rhymes) Yeah Street chronicle for the evening The truth, the undisputed Flipmode Squad Busta Rhymes
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
that -- blast that three atcha -- hide in the wall We gangsta, republicans with them big things, big rings Get your head shot off, daddy you don't believe
, reppin your name proper but most niggaz don't, and they whole life hurried What do you do when your career is buried [Chorus] [Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + (Busta Rhymes
ghost in your home Leaving you old and crippet like them ruins in Rome Watch your body shrivel up and turn your asses to smoke Fuck your flesh don't get
man) It's goin down baby, uhh.. UHH! Busta Rhymes WHAT?! Uhh, DMX nigga Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh I see ghosts clearly; even though, most don't hear me
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
Positive to comply Don't screw up facing that crowd Progress don't fall back. We can't have that I'll hold your hand Black We can't wind up with scratch
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
Chorus: Busta Rhymes] I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty) Move it to the left (Shorty) If you ain?t got your own paper, I don?t suggest you
movin' along, keep it movin' along Keep it movin', keep it movin', keep it movin' Keep it movin' along, keep it movin' along {Verse 2: Charlie Brown, Busta Rhymes} Now 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
puzzle don't fit And anybody who thinks he knows us doesn't know shit And they're probably just tired of hearing it all the time on every song Every lyric and every rhyme
