Busta Rhymes

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We ain’t ever gonna grow up
We just wanna get down
Tell the DJ turn it up real loud
No we’ll never grow up
And if we had our way
We would do this everyday.

I got a flow that’ll make you drop
I got a flow that’ll make you pop
I got a flow that’ll make your mother and your father call the cops.

We’re gon’ make this go blow, we gon’ system overload.
We’re gonna be the generation that makes everything explode!
And when I say explode, I don’t mean that we’re using bombs.
We’re doing stuff that we don’t ever have to tell our mums
Love this stuff we got, we got it all up in a bomb
Paper chasin’ girl, divided everything we won

Somehow, someway
We’re gonna have it our way
We don’t give a what, what you say
No we don’t

We ain’t ever gonna grow up
We just wanna get down
Tell the DJ turn it up real loud
No we’ll never grow up
And if we had our way
We would do this everyday.

We ain’t ever gonna grow up
We just wanna get down
Show everybody who runs this town!
No we’ll never grow up
And if we had our way
We would do this everyday.

Do you, do you, do you know what I mean
I’m a princess, I don’t wanna be the queen
Please don’t say a thing Mr. Bean
Every time you talk, grr it makes me wanna scream

I don’t know what you heard ’bout me
Don’t make me hold out my pinky
I’m gonna finish off these MCs
Like they were my cup of tea

I got a flow that’ll make you drop
I got a flow that’ll make you pop
I got a flow that’ll make your mother and your father call the cops.

Somehow, someway
We’re gonna have it our way
We don’t give a what, what you say
No we don’t

We ain’t ever gonna grow up
We just wanna get down
Tell the DJ turn it up real loud
No we’ll never grow up
And if we had our way
We would do this everyday.

We ain’t ever gonna grow up
We just wanna get down
Show everybody who runs this town!
No we’ll never grow up
And if we had our way
We would do this everyday.

[Busta Rhymes]
(Let’s go!)
(Cher let me take it from here!)
Bulls-eye again,
I got ‘em in a target, put ‘em in a pocket, put ‘em on a market
That’s the way we live, you can see the way I walk and I talk
Every time I show up I got ‘em strung, I don’t wanna grow up, forever young
No I never wanna leave you, better believe me, trust me she is the one
Gonna make all the people get up pump they fist when they hear that beat
We gonna jump like this, leanin’ bend they body all around
And then they gonna turn and twist
I guess it’s time for pictures and my close-up
I can do this till infinity, I pray I never grow up

We ain’t ever gonna grow up
We just wanna get down
Tell the DJ turn it up real loud
No we’ll never grow up
And if we had our way
We would do this everyday.

We ain’t ever gonna grow up
We just wanna get down
Show everybody who runs this town!
No we’ll never grow up
And if we had our way
We would do this everyday.
[x2]
가사입력NAKMUSE

Come they told me
pa rapa pum pum
A new born king to see
pa rapa pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring
pa rapa pum pum
To lay before the king
pa rapa pum pum
rapa pum pum
rapa pum pum
Rum pa pa pum rapa pum pum pum
Yeah I'm on the drum
yeah i'm on the snare drum
Yeah i'm on the beat
cuz the beat goes dumb
and I only spit heat
cuz i'm playing for the sun
Playing for the king
playing for the title
I'm surprised you didn't hear
this in the bible
I'm so tight I might go psycho
Christmas time so here's a recital
I'm so bad like Michael
I know i'm still young
but I go I go
Stupid stupid love like Cupid
Imma drummer boy so do it do it
Little baby
pa rapa pum pum
I am a poor boy too
pa rapa pum pum
lets gather round the mistletoe
real quick
I have no gifts to bring
pa rapa pum pum
matter of fack
lets gather round the fire place
its 'bout to get hot in here
Thats fit to give our king
pa rapa pum pum
rapa pum pum
rapa pum pum
Now lemme get straight to it yo
At the table with the family
havin dinner
Blackberry on our hip and then
it gave a little flicker
Then I took a look to see before
it activates the ringer
came to realize my homie Bieber
hit me on the Twitter
Then I hit him back despite
I had some food up on my finger
sippin' eggnog with a
little sprinkle of vanilla
even though it's kinda cold
pullin out a chinchilla
Bieber hit me back and said
Let's make it hot up in the winter
I said Cool
Ya know Imma deliver
let's collaborate and
make the holiday a little bigger
Before we work
I gotta get this off
see the other family members and
drop gifts off
Then I'm headed to the studio
cause ain't nothing stopping how
you know we bout to turn it up and
really get it poppin now
People everywhere and
all our Twitter followers
Merry Christmas Kwanza
Happy Hanukkah
Mary nodded
pa rapa pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time
pa rapa pum pum
I played my drum for him
pa rapa pum pum
I played my best for him
pa rapa pum pum
rapa pum pum
rapa pum pum
If you wanna give
it's the time of year
JB on the beat yeah yeah
I'm on the snare
It's crazy how some people say
say they don't care
when there's people
on the street with no food
it's not fair
It's about time
for you to act merrily
it's about time
for you to give to charity
Rarely do people
even wanna help at all
'cause they warm by the fire
getting toys and their dolls
Not thinking there's a family out
hungry and cold
wishin' wishin' that they had
somebody they could hold
So I think some of you
need to act bold
give a can to a drive
let's change the globe
Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it
Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it
Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it
Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it
Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it

[T-Pain]
Welcome to my hood
(Where the hood at)
(Where the hood at)
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it

Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24?s so you know we roll heavy

Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot

Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police
In my hood

[Rick Ross]
Audemar on my wrist
Diamond, look like they glowing
50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing
Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin'
Treat 'em like jack boys, catch 'em slippin' then slay 'em
Lord forgive me for my sins, that's my confessions if they put me in this benz
I got possession of a federal offence
I'm talking pressure in my criminal intent
So wear ya vest's and I'm still gon' stunt
Like it aint no tomorrow, f-ck ya house note n-gga
Blow that bitch on a bottle
The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back
Tell you "we the best forever" DJ Khaled handle that

[T-Pain - Chorus]

[Plies]
I know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga
I'm talkin' Norieaga, n-gga, the real Norieaga
If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us
And tell congress when you see 'em I'm stealin' cable
And leave the D-Boys alone 'cause they motivate us
And why is the half of my whole hood on papers
Some are on house arrest, some are on child support
Some of 'em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court
Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note
Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo
I'm talking strip clubs, I'm talking liquor stores
We throw our money round here, but y'all can...

[T-Pain - Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm on probation, so my nerves bad
And they say time fly's, well mine's first class
I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets
I talk a lot of sh-t and practice what I preach
Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass
Pockets on Monique
Bitch I'm from the murder capital
Hoe, I'm far from practical
Shit happens and since I'm the shit, I'm who it happens to
Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I'm red hot
I don't see nobody, see nobody like a head shot
All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out
Got it sewn up, check the thread count

[T-Pain - Chorus]

Body rock, yo, yo
Take it to the hole, yeah, yeah like that
Red... red... would you like that, yeah
Turn it up, turn it up!
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole

I take it to the hole, red... I'm aggressive
... ahead, long dues to play chess with
I roll with the best click flow so impressive
Shots automatic, better get you a vest quick
Easy to go, could have guessed it
They call come clean and they all get tested
... test it, just how I test it
Spit so clean that's why I dress so fresh...

You see my girl over there she big chested
Next time my motor boat, face nested
When I do that, she screams all festive
When you do that, she screams, I'm molested
Now you... why we in the club being... requested
Step up loud to be the next contestant
To go down town and to see what I'm last with

Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
I beat it up
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
I beat it up

Yo, give me the rock, I'm gonna raid...
... and... the shots,... burning cause my hands is hot
Your team is just like a sam shot, we be eating them up
... we be beating them up
Half... sipping them up
On the court, I be working them up
There's no stress... beating me up
... up, face like a...
I'm just get started and you seeing matter of fact
... fake to the left, hot shot county, all night
I'm doing breeze like I'm...
... gonna be,... vp scout
Party people, party people, party people
Get your hands up, get your hands up, get your hands up
Shout to my ladies on this party, hell yeah
Down to my fellows run this party
I said to my ladies on this party
Or to my fellows run this party

Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
I beat it up
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
I beat it up

Yo, every single thing I spit on you know what it's cost
With some of my diamond shit on, you know who the boss
Either way I style on them all day make way
Put a smile for the women unless they know I don't play
People movin when I wake up and possessin' the best shit
Always the first to do with introducing the next shit
I ain't talkin', I ain't even put they neck down yet
To tell the truth a lot of nigga's need a background check, yo
Could give a fuck about your cute buzz
I return in case you may know who the truth was
...
I'm in a club bottle-sippin' and the bitches is jumpin'
When we step up in the buildin' and you see how we get it
And watch all of my nigga's... 'till you know how we did it
Throw it all up in the street just see the kid on a roll
And let me bang with this shawty when I take it to the hole

Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
I beat it up
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole
I beat it up

So sad to see you go so soon
I know that you ain't coming back
In the beginning everything was cool
Toward the end of it all, it's all bad
I know I played my part in making it what it is
And I know that you did the same
I guess I'm up outta here, I'm moving on again
I'm sure that you will understand

I Played by the rules, you played by the game
I couldn't have stayed, it's easier to say
'Cause I was by your side when you went through the pain
I guess it doesn't matter now that you're so far away

Chorus
And every minute you're gone I'm missing you
I can't believe that you're far away
Can't get you outta my mind, boy you're outta my life
I can't believe that you're far away

And it would be different if you hear me baby
Now that you're so far away
Didn't want you go babe, babe

Verse 2
Ooh, tear stains on my pillow tryna forget ya
Don't' know what I'm gonna do
Four days and counting, I been laying here
Staring myself in the mirror all alone in my room
I can't feel this way gain, gonna think with my head
'Cause my heart is what got me here
So hurt from what you done
More than enough reasons for me to move on

Cause I gave you my word, you put your trust in me
Supposed to be the one to give you what you need
I was by your side when we were meant to be
I guess it doesn't matter now that you're so far away

Chorus
And every minute you're gone I'm missing you
I can't believe that you're far away
Can't get you outta my mind, boy you're outta my life
I can't believe that you're far away

And it would be different if you hear me baby
Now that you're so far away
Far away, yea, Yea

Bridge
If I'd have known Sunday morning that you would be gone
I wouldn't ever come home
I wouldn't have answered my phone to hear the voice had a tone
I knew that something was wrong
The cop's the one who had told me that you alone
Inside an empty room
Identified you as my baby
Oh my baby, so far away

Chorus
And every minute you're gone I'm missing you
I can't believe that you're far away
Can't get you outta my mind, boy you're outta my life
I can't believe that you're far away

And it would be different if you hear me baby
Now that you're so far away
Can't believe it that you're gone

Please come back to me
Please come back now I miss ya babe
Back in my life, why don't ya babe?
You went off to leave me, boy
Without you I just can't go on

Please come back to me
Please come back now I miss ya babe
Come back in my life, why don't ya babe?
You went off to leave me, boy
Without you I just can't go on
Babe, babe, my baby
Babe, babe, babe, yeaaa

Edited by Tai

[Chris Brown:]
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah yeah
That shit look like a toupee

I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
Ladies love me
I'm on my cool J
If you get what I get what would you say
She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

[Hook:]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresh than a motherfucker

Lil nigga bigger than gorilla
Cause I'm killing every nigga that
Try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her
I can get her
And she accidentally slip fall on my dick
Ooops, I said on my dick
I ain't really mean to say on my dick
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm Done

[Busta Rhymes:]
Ayo Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
When your doing that thing over there, homie
Let's go
Cause I feel like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop cause
You know I gotta win everyday day, goooo
See they don't really wanna pop me
Just know that you never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo
You ain't never gonna stop me
Everytime I come a nigga gotta set it then I got it going
Then I get it, than I blow, than I shudder every little thing
That he be doing cause it doesnt matter cause I'm gonna dadadadada
Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing
I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again
And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
A nigga better call a, everybody know my style
And everybody know I'm the the baddest
When I come to doing this and I'm banging on my chest
And I bang in the east and I bang in the west
And I come to give you more and I never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what's next, let's go
See the way we on, we be all up in the race and you know
We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
We struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in
And always gotta take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all throught his traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it

[Hook:]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresh than a motherfucker

[Lil Wayne:]
Man fuck these bitch ass niggas how ya'll doin?
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator
You niggas ain't eatin, fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said shoot em, and I said ok,
If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay,
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag, and my flag red
I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind from the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying
What's poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin fuck em five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and sprite on a private flight
Bitch I'm enticing, guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white
And my mommas nice and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared cause I'm too wild, been here for a while
I was like fuck trial I puts it down
I'm so young money if you got eyes look at me now bitch

[Hook:]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresh than a motherfucker

Travis Barker, yeah, let, let, let's go
(Let's go)
Lil' Jon, Yelawolf, let, let, let's go
(Let's go)

Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes
(Let's go)
Holla 'em

Before I
Take another minute just to give everybody a movie
Never seen, I'ma hit 'em with another (Elbow)
Let me get up everybody
That be movin' with Travis Barker
On your mark, so ya ready? (Let's go)
Wow, okay, here we go again
You see the wind I'm blowin' in and I'm like a manglin'
The way that I'd be manglin' the beat, they call me Dracula
Then they see the fangs goin' in
Wow, uh huh
Everybody know that I'ma come and I'ma go, huh
Then I gotta do what I be comin' in to do
A body to the beat
In other way, we givin' them a show
Keys to the ignition and step on the gas
And bust a bottle and pour me a shot in my glass
Where we at, where we at, where we at?
And we back up in the building
And we coming with a scorcher
Y'all already know who it is, it's Busta Bust and Travis Barker
Back to the beat, see we gotta go
When we hit the fire trucks, everybody better know
That we 'bout to let it blow
And we gotta get it yo, everybody if you really wit me
(Let's go)

Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

I already spittin' to the rhythm of the piano
So now I gotta give the drummer some
Put the T up on the track, I be phenomenal
'Cause when it come to havin' a hit, I'ma make another one
Blink a 182 times when you see the Twista with Travis, madness
Kinda like a savage, grab it
And murder with the art like blood on the a canvas, 'anis
Kinda incredible how I can spit it
And get up of middle intricate piles of a kick drum
Diabolical, the lyrical flow
That'll swallow if you theoretical thinkin' that you can get some
I'ma hit'em with the Lamborghini flow
With the speed of a Bugatti
I'm from another planet when I spit a verse
With the weed in my body
And I'ma hurt 'em every time I get up in the booth
Sippin' on the liquor, 182 proof
Now they wanna say they should have never let me loose
Outta the cage, now come and see what I'ma do
It's Twista the jace, and The Rock on the track
And they hit you with the midwest flow
Even if you ain't ready yet, all I gotta say is ready set
(Let's go)

Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

Drive by, hit you with the two piece combo
While I'm hangin' out the window of your Daddy's Lambo'
Scrambled eggs, I got scrambled ammo
Leave you on top of the water like a banana boat
Yeah, I'm an animal, everybody's edible
The Yelawolf is headed for your arm and your hand
And yo' head, I'm a cannibal
But if it's a man's hoppin' with the fans like a fucking antelope
Soooo send him to me in a minute when you're finished and I'll put him in a vice grip
I'll put an end to the image
And I'll send it in the, via independent fucker with the mic grill
I'm highest pimpin', pull the trigger back
In a submarine with sub machine loaded
In an ocean, high deep
Keep him underneath the submarine imploded
Cry my name, motherfucker vamanos
It's me and I'm sick in the prognosis
Got more bars than 25
And I put you behind them and I'm like, alley op it
I can make your mama really proud to know me
And your broke daddy is kinda lonely
Give me fifty bucks in penny rolls
Just to be in one of my videos, yeah, homie let's go

Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go

Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah yeah
That shit look like a toupee
I get what you get in 10 years
in two days
Ladies love me
I'm on my cool J
If you get what I get
what would you say
She wax it all off Mr Miyagi
And them suicide doors Hari Kari
Look at me now look at me now
I'm getting paper
Look at me now
look at me now
fresh than a muthafucker
Lil nigga bigger than gorilla
Cause I'm killing every
nigga that to try to be
on my shit
Better cuff your chick
if you with her
I can get her
And she accidentally slip fall
on my dick
Ooops I said on my dick
I aint really mean to say
on my dick
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm Done
Ayo Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the
dice rolling
When your doing that thing
over there homie
Lets go
Cause I feel I like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta
get away get away get away
Better know that I don't
and I won't ever stop
cause You know I gotta win
everyday day go
See they don't really wanna pop me
Just know that you never flop me
And I know that I can be a
little cocky no
You aint never gonna stop me
Everytime I come a nigga gotta
set it then I got I going
then I got I
Then I get it than I blow
then I got I
shudder every little thing
That he be doing cause it
doesnt matter cause
I'm gonna dadadadada
Then I'm gonna murder every thing
and anything a badaboom a badabing
I gotta do a lot of things
and make it clearer
to a couple niggas
That I'm always winning
and I gotta get it
again and again and again
And I be doing it to death
and now I move a little foul
A nigga better call a
everybody body know my style
And everybody know
I'm the the baddest
When I come to doing this
and Im banging on my chest
And I bang in the east
and I bang in the west
And I come to give you more
and I never give you less
You will hear it in the street
or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know
whats next lets go
See the way we on
we be all up in the race
and you know
We gotta go don't try to keep up
with the pace
We struggling and hustling
and sending in and getting in
And we all gotta do it take it
to another place
Gotta taste it
and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all throught
his traffic
Just to be at the top
of the throne
Better know I gotta have it
Look at me now look at me now
I'm getting paper
Look at me now
look at me now
fresh than a muthafucker
Man fuck these bitch ass niggas
how yall doin
I'm Lil Tunechi
I'm a nuisance
I go stupid
I go dumb like the 3 stooges
I dont eat sushi I'm the shit
no I'm pollution no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies
in my jacuzzi pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater
got money on my radar
Dress like a skater
got a big house
came with a elevator
You niggas aint eatin fuck it
tell a waiter
Marley said shoot em
and I said ok
If you wanted bullshit
then I'm like olay
I dont care what you say
so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak
like Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag
and my flag red
I'm out of my head
bitch I'm outta my mind
from the bottom I climb
You aint hotter at mine nope
not on my time
and I'm not even trying
Whats poppin Slime
nothin five
and if they trippin fuck em five
I aint got no time to shuck
and jive these niggas as
sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and sprite on a
private flight
Bitch I'm enticing guiding light
and my pockets white
and my diamonds white
And my mommas nice
and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared
cause I'm too wild
been here for a while
I was like fuck trial
I puts it down
I'm so young money
if you got eyes
look at me now bitch
Look at me now look at me now
I'm getting paper
Look at me now
look at me now
fresh than a muthafucker

[Intro]
He's a superstar, yeahhh [2X]
(Told y'all!)
He's a superstar, yeahhh

[Ghostface Killah]
Superstar, blowin smoke at the hookah bar
The bullet wound on my neck is a Ruger scar
Pop bottles yo, but not just 'pagne
You drink Cristal? Well that's a damn shame
I down Ketel One, bottles of that Grey Goose
That white Hennessy, then I smash the booth
A real superstar, check out the booty y'all
Red and white green hair, that's Gucci pah
Look how the jacket matches loafers it's lookin crazy
Dutches pumped up, plus I live in Macy's
This is Theodore, they call me Starkalicious
Cause my tongue game, is a likkle vicious
I got stupid money, so I'ma keep payin
I keep the paparazzi, and the fans sayin

[Chorus]
He's a superstar, yeahhh
He's a super, super, super superstar {he is a superstar}
He's a super, super, super superstar {ohhhh, he is yeah}
He's a super, super, super superstar {oh yes he is a}
He's a superstarrrrr yeahhhh

[Ghostface Killah]
Mink coats, rock diamond wristlets
Bankroll so thick I don't need a wishlist
Chain swing down to my torn meniscus
Red carpet affair, superstar status
Wish Mike was here to tell you I'm the (Bad)dest

Stalked by TMZ, wanted by Oprah
Followed everywhere from the Garden to the Copa
Take some more vanilla bean to the mocha
Toca, Tone be quick fast to poke ya
The Ace of Spade of the deck, use your choker
Glossy, always the center of attraction
And I bring Redman if it's "Time 4 Sum Aksion"
Grimy, consumed on the forest top ten of tree
Beast of the food chain that's how it's meant to be

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Award show skyscraper presence in your memories
Spotlight forever reflect on my accessories
Exotic with it 'til your vomit be the recipe
Movin forward ain't nothin at all ahead of me
Legendary remedy 'til it's medical, get it?
Magnetic and be the most incredible with it
More than legend but riddich, mosh pit lyrically
Godsent to the point see the cynical image
Be on the star source, travellin to Venus
Now you look at me as weird while I morph into a genius
Sometimes it's startlin the way that people see us
But the dickride be heavy and be weighin on my penis!
Funny how the love be fake but I ain't stressin
Thankful for the love that's genuine appreciate the blessing
Rockstar livin while I'm handlin my biz
Shinin brighter than the sun y'all niggaz KNOW JUST WHAT IT IS!

[Chorus]

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Aiyyo Royce Da 5'9"
Why you wan' share your food with these niggaz?
We don't share food in the recession
Bite these niggaz like you bite the microphone

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Livin legend inside of a Smith & Wesson slidin out of the barrel
I'm fire, don't try me cause I am HOT!
Police cars with they sirens combined when I'm rhymin
Sayin they got a call that somebody 'round here done fired SHOTS!
Mac-11's in order, the flow is like water
Each quote's a quarter of blow, the chorus is followed by the DOT!
Goons, goblins and creatures and monsters are bouncin
And beat ya and stomp ya and eat ya, don't get swallowed by the BLOCK!
I pay a shrink every week to basically tell me
"Lay here and speak to me" just to say how psychotic I am NOT!
I'm too fly with the viral and physical copies, niggaz sloppy
Look up what you under, I'm what you tryin to TOP!
I'm scared and compared to no man, I'm like the big hand on Big Ben
I get in and I'm hittin my numbers 'round the CLOCK!
I'm 'bout to give it back to my nigga Busta Bust and have a seat
It's convenient I'm already coppin a SQUAT! {*echoes*}

[Interlude: Busta Rhymes]
Nowadays when niggaz walk around
They start to look like hamburgers and frankfurters
Aiyyo Royce Da 5'9"
Feed on these motherfuckers homie, c'mon!

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Take him, gut him and take out his organs and smorgasbord him
The more important he is I'm toe-taggin his BEAT!
Turn him to chicken chowder, dip him in some sniffin powder
Season him with gasoline and THROW his ass in the CREASE!
Mention my name in a record I'ma come get you lyrically
Individually I'ma take it back to the STREETS!
Cannibalistic mentality, rappers hatin, decapitate him
Rap 'bout what I naturally happen to BE!
Flow is superb and you heard us forget it, two verses
Two murders acquitted, personally it's a wrap, CAPICHE?
Fingers snappin and tappin they feet, clappin what happened the street
'Bout to happily bring it back to the D!
Niggaz claimin harder that all of this time
Niggaz believe him until I see him and then slap him and SEE!
I ain't havin it, havoc is average to me
War's normal, only thing I'm havin is havin a FEAST! {*echoes*}

[Interlude: Busta Rhymes]
Royce Da 5'9", you my dawg and I'm yo' dawg
Bein that I already sic'ed you on these motherfuckers
It's yo' turn to sic me on they ass
Let's go!

[Busta Rhymes]
Every time that I marry the rhyme and the beat
I go hairy and grind in the street then I'm fuckin up E'RYBODY
Mobilizin shit like we gorillas and peelin your skin
Like we banana peelers, it's hazardous if you copy
Don't you know that I'm one of the coldest courageous, the boldest contagious
Ain't no one can phase this thing that I do
Well you know since I report the latest that niggaz can't fuck with me
Cause I'm the greatest, my shit is sick like the FLU
You see I'm animalistic, the cataclysmic events
That'll happen whenever I grab the mic and talk
Indeed them bag us specifically that I'm hickory dickory dock
Of this rizzy, the diddy bop in my walk
Now I'm the messenger to set the temperature nigga
Whenever the heat will be needed to hot the block up, I'm sayin
I got the dillinger, Harry Kissinger with the ratchet
The fact is I'm back with the clack and the click, see I ain't playin!

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
{*laughs*} Why oh why oh WHY!
Royce Da 5'9" please tell me why!
Why the fuck these niggaz gon' let us get together and do this shit to 'em
It's so fuckin unfair!
Shit is so unfair! {*chuckles*}

[Busta Rhymes]
Look, it's been a long time, I shouldn'ta left you
But now I came back to step through
Think of how many weak dudes you heard boo
Time's up, sorry I let you
listen to them, you see I'm back with a gem
And you knowin that I'ma always keep it hot 'til the end
And again and again, that's how we

[Estelle]
Make the world go round
Round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah go round

[Busta Rhymes]
Ay, AY! Just feel my presence
Better than ever, back with a vengeance
Ah hey, slide on baby just ride on
I give ya, e'rything people rely on
My nigga, the heat that meat gets fried on
Still'll, drop shit to murder the club
Call it a killa, stand up with my back on the wall
and let her throw her ass, that's what a thug do
Put it down, rep how we rep, niggaz know we ball
If you ain't know we bought out the club too
Baby girl get it - let's swing it
right back to the crib then I hit it, she love the way I spit it
Huh! See when I come they love how I'm movin it
They worship the kid and the way I'm really doin it
Shit, make baby girl moist
I'm steppin in the club, valet the Rolls Royce

[Chorus: Estelle]
Filthy talkin, bottle poppin
Disco rockin, park, go party
I feel life, money and Cashmere
These things, make the world go round
Round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah go round

[Busta Rhymes]
Now what the hell are you lookin for?
Watch how a nigga bring the ceilin to the floor
See the way I do and get a little raw now
Break somethin, see the way we kickin in the door now
When I come see a Range and a Porsche now
Do what I say, women to the floor now
More is what I'm comin to get
World tours now, nigga charter the jet
Got, women sweatin and they ready and they willin I
Come to the telly and they steady doin the diddy bop
Hit you with it, sh-sh-sh-sh-shorty gettin really hot
Pretty with it, the way a bitch can make the city stop
Whyle all night, mami know the routine
Style so right and I'm creatin a new scene
Bass seem to make mami come and put it on ya
while I give it to ya cause you know I'm back to DO IT for ya!

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
And away we go off to the next spot
First 5 is a little club kinda hot
First on the scene, see the blunt fire spark
Snatch shorty, take her to the corner where it's dark
Now, shorty breathin all heavy, hands all on me
Then she turn around and try to put her ass on me
I ain't payin no mind
'til I seen her crew waitin on the Soul Train line
Now, shorty workin hard tryin to get with me
Wanna take me to the bathroom tryin to give me quickie
But I ain't trickin on 'em like my name Tricky
When they smell my cologne they wanna try to give me hickie
Like kissin and huggin and suckin on my wrist full of diamonds
Move slow, I'll tuck your little chick in my pocket
Type of shit I do all day
Like the last broad to the show stay, okay?

[Chorus]

[Drama in the background] This... could be something big!

[Ludacris verse 1]
Don't change the station,
I've been impatiently waiting,
Pacin', welcome to the danger zone.
It's a war goin' on outside
And my people gotta paint they faces on.
And what I gotta do, And what I gotta do
Is work and flip a dolla'.
Ain't got no trophies
But I got a shelf of empty liquor bottles.
Not an alcoholic but alcohol it,
Can ease the pain.
Drinkin' all my problems away
But still prayin' in Jesus' name.
Tryna' turn our voices up,
And the government tones us down.
Now the gats is goin' up,
And the hood is goin' down.
So the hood is comin' fo' ya'
In the streets is hungry goons!
Comin' to a neighborhood near you,
Today or someday soon.
Betta' watch yo' back, watch yo' front,
And watch yo' side to side.
Betta' grab yo' gat, light that blunt;
The streets gon' ride tonight.
And I'm just gon' ride it out,
'Til my expiration date.
'Cause I go hard and the paint (?),
They softer than paper plates.
Make way for the revolution,
And yes you should be scurred.
'Cause one way or another...
My people will be heard.

[Willie the Kid verse 2]
Show you what the soldiers see:
Embassy, diplomacy,
Since seen (?) infantry,
Shootin' at the cobra fleet.
Deploy shots, similar to airbags, whereas,
This hairpin, trigga' split a hair in half.
Body bags, fishy like herring,
When I'm airin', tear a chair in half.
Watchin' Half Baked,
At the cabin by the lake.
See the blue and white plates,
See the wood on the panel.
I may be channel oat, Chilly O, flannel coat.
Warfare? Never fair,
Therefore, I need finer things:
Like grenades, tanks, a couple fighter planes.
I'm decorated in medals,
Stripes like a zebra.
And by the way, you rappin' niggas,

I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera -- man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah, Willie Da Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans,
Nigga strike a pose, leave you froze, like a mannequin.

[Busta Rhymes verse 3]
(During Kid's last verse) In these times,
The economy got niggas thinkin'
The worst to make paper.
'Cause somebody ain't accommodatin' niggas
Enough for they slave labor.
That's when ya' get a nigga thinkin' about
Ya' know he gotta' come in to ya'.
It's when a nigga throw a ski mask on,
Run up in ya' house, and wanna' do dumb shit to ya'.
Rollin' the dices with a nigga that be strugglin',
Tryna' make it through the crisis.
It might just make him wanna' act up a little bit
To print another new gas prices.
All this fuckery we got goin' on,
Indeed it needs to cease.
How the hell is THAT ever, ever gonna happen
When the value of the dollar keeps decreasin'?
Easin' my hand in somebody's pocket
(Fuck that!) I gotta' keep eatin.
Speakin' for everybody in the struggle like me,
We gotta get it even if we cheatin'!
Breathin' hard, my mind is blown,
Tryin' not to get evicted out my home.
But tryna' live when you know a nigga broke
Is like tryna' squeeze blood out a stone.
But I'm goin' through the drama with DJ Drama (What!?).
I do it for my kids and mama (Who!).
Leave it to Barack Obama (Yes!),
Change is right around the corna'.
You tryin' to keep our people sufferin',
All I gotta say is if you don't ease up this pressure,
I promise somebody gonna' pay!

[DJ Drama outro]
Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness!
Pursuit, huh?
See each and every day we all get closer
To the real meanin'.
Me, myself? I always follow my own path
And now I come here to motivate!
"To be heard" means to say something of value.
So I make this my Life,
My liberty,
And everday, my pursuit.
What about you?
Drama, Luda', Willie, Busta, V12, AMG

Caution and Velly (Caution and Velly)

[Chorus: Twista]
Been go go-getters, e'ryday money getter
Gotta make a billion, everyday go-getter
Donald Trump makin big money go-getter
Fast lane ridin, young stack of go-getters
He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar girl
Billion dollar boy, billion billion dollar girl
Billion dollar boy, billion billion dollar girl
He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar..

[Twista]
Yeah we get that money, yeah we get that cash
E'ry day, all day, gotta make that cash
Got them haters everywhere tryin to plot on ya ass
That's why I keep the flash just to push they ass back
Twista gotta get that paper e'ry day
If you wanna play in them big league games
Stack yo' money to the sky all day
When you tryin to make a billion ain't no time for you to play

[Interlude: Twista]
Money money money, money money money
Favorite color green cause they like money
Money money money, money money money
Favorite color green cause they like money
Twista gettin dough, Twista gettin green
Countin them stacks, makin that cream
Twista gettin bread, Twista gettin presidents
Billion dollar mindstate, just for the hell of it

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]

We gettin A-rab money
Let's get this A-rab money, ay

I'm bilingual, I be freakin it in Spanish
I speak English but billions is my proper language
Funny you could wrap it like a mummy with a honey
And I'll make the people love me while they hug me with they money
And I'm always in a hurry just to come and cook it curry
Or bake, MORE CAKE, shinin like the day was sunny
And I knew the Lord love me, bless and bestow all upon me
While I embellish all in it, that's the basis of the story
Pardon all of my aggressions, still get it in a recession
And I got the antedote, you could pay me for the confession
And it's money in the air, hope you niggaz fill it up in here
YOU GOT IT? Let me show you how to be a billionaire

[Interlude]

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Steppin in the spot, GMG is the team
We don't know about y'all but we stack our cream
Haters everywhere, we don't really care
When they be talkin that shit over here you know we don't play fair
He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar girl
Money money money is the root of all worlds
Never let it make you, make that money
G's on the Louie 13 gettin scummy

[Chorus]

HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

Now there ain't no way that you could kill the beats dead
Middle East women and Middle East bread
I got Oil Well money in the desert playin Golf
Don't? with a Louis Scarf
Chest cold diamonds make a - wanna cough
In Dubai 20 million on a few lofts
I stay up in da club -
The way I make the people wanna sing the hook in Arabic

LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow
HelaBalaHeHeleBalo
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

Seven Star Hotels, Maybach, Movies
Sick big - knock - cameltoe -
Women walkin around while security on camelback
Club on fire now - dunno how to act
Sittin in casino's while I'm gamblin with Arabs
Money so long watch me purchase pieces of the Almanac
Ya already know I got the streets bust
While I make ya bow down makes a lot out a -

LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow
HelaBalaHeHeleBalo
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

Heyyy!
See now I take trips to Baghdad -
Use a stack of chips to count Arab money now
I don't need to get fresh I'm bout to grow a beard dude
So much cake even the money look wierd too
Don't mess the bread and the broad I'm tryna eat like
Prince - respect the value of ma work
In Maui, Malaysia,
Iran and IraQ, Saudi Arabia!

LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow
HelaBalaHeHeleBalo
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money

HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala
We gettin Arab Money
We gettin Arab Money