Cool J] [Hook:] You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em
You killin em baby, you know that baby You killin em baby, you know that baby You killin em baby, you know that baby You killin em baby, you know that
been no (?) men How we bucks 'em down on the way to the ground ain't nuttin but the hog in me Bust off his dildo, killin (?) and keep mobbin G It
assist [Chorus] x 2 You ain't no gangsta You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker You fake fraudulent motherfucker You ain't a gangsta I should cut ya, cock back and bust
kids who start shit (c'mon, say what?) See me, only me (yeah, I see you) The Underboss of this holocaust (let's go) Truly yours, Frank White [Chorus - Busta Rhymes
blessed with gems [Chorus] Aiyyo break 'em (bust 'em) kill 'em (crush 'em) Y'all ain't built for this rap shit (fuck 'em) Y'all get killed for that
rippin 'em with hematology curriculum Kill and then he's spittin sonnets at the requiem Lymph nodes, I'm swellin 'em like mononucleuosis My poems corroding
Eightball, my nigga Memphis Tenn. I'm from, you can call me a titan Hot rhymes I'm writin, burnin niggas that's bitin Platinum flows I bust, ice cold
We take em and put em on beats n we give em back no question Grandaddy of th mid-west Crazy Jackson The lyrical serial killer I fell em, the innocent
killin (what?) Fuck rap, a lot of y'all all is just acts Trust that - you rhyme all wack on rough tracks Bust and then we all black when you get bust
ya keys from ya niggas and ride Everybody wanna party, even the niggas with a problem Made-nigga, we done solve 'em Cause, bitch we'll sqaush 'em Don
, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot
'bout to put the squeeze on 'em My money speak a different language, Lebonese on 'em And turn it up another two thousand degrees on 'em GET 'EM! I dress
know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) [Busta Rhymes:] When I spit, niggas
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
on 'em!) We got 'em hot in this bitch! (So throw the water on 'em!) Here we go! [Verse 2: Reek Da Villian] (Busta Rhymes] R-double E-K, D-A Villian I