nerds, fuck what you heard Hey, gone when I finish, women and niggas say "Damn, Tone" That's busted Bust it out, chant chant Common Sense you know is running things Let's show you
fuck you know about a ki man You never hustle Lets get it right my nigga wild woulda stuck you Stop dry snitchin in your rhymes listen What you tryin
it with the style in your ear, bro To make you 'Fear Me Like Cape' without Robert DeNiro You big pussy, so funky that you have to douche me You can't
represent Lox Now when I flow, you hit the rewind button So I charge out more, want it all at the door Fuck heat, Sheek, walk around with an oven Who you
tipped lead man Hear what I said man? Can all that weak noise I write, busta go and get your little weak boys You know what bring a player joy? Playin
chrome in So what the fuck I got clapped on for my truck Fat to be passed through Bedrock and Diamond District Then I laughed cause fuck the
(Chorus) [Busta Rhymes] Hey you, don't you dare give me no type of argument, All these devils are mad because we be the most dominant, Hey, hit you
from smokin' dem sacks, am I a fool What can I do? 'Cause they be callin' me all the time And I think I'm gonna lose my mind, what can I do What can
you straight up we on some money shit A problem with that you see my hand in the place But fuck Ballon I'm trying to punch you dead in your face We bless
get you a hook From this nigga right here, I know you know And you gotta pay extra for the video So cut the check for the right amount If not, you can
ahh, ahh And you don't stop, ahh, ahh, word is bond, word is bond Now introducing the sound from the ghetto E Double and Too Short, what the fuck you
like that Fuck two or three bitches at the same time Grab the microphone sing my rhyme About them same three bitches that fucked me good Us niggas gotta do what the fuck
that time 'cause now baby, your in my rhyme I remember you leaving, said I'll see you soon I remember us going in my room But I've never seen you, you
never hit the spot, boy You want props, ha, you sold to the cops, ha You in a cell block, ha, 'cuz you too hot, ha All my hard core niggas, what you
you're too much for me (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize gril, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck
was busted, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted He tried to battle me and found self-destruction 2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew Bus-bust a rhyme, bus-bust a rhyme Bus-bust
man, went that a way Chase cheese like a rat race Push my button like there And that's gonna get you nowhere Just like you fuckin yourself I've been
, you supposed to represent Do yo thang, you supposed to represent Stop playin', you supposed to represent Not only get money, you supposed to represent What, you think I'm scared, you