your eyes mom your legacy will never fade away Drift away.. [Chorus] {{Myalansky}} Eh yo son your Jack ringin, "What up? Who this?" "Jakes just knocked your bitch", "Word up
it gets passed Jay said it's his last, and 50 and Em Then what? Detox drops what we got then So now our whole camps is running around Scrambling over what
[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample] As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRAH
that I can do wrong I'm too strong and I'm just too hyped Just finished the rhyming bust it, excuse the corny metaphor But they'll never catch up to
not to wake my moms up Cause when I bust, I lick shots like a shotty Thats why nut is all over your body You know what's up [Busta Rhymes] B.R. and
shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up) Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up
down, make it do what it do, it's the break down, act like it's made for you, get ugly act retarded, scruns that face move that body, break down, what what
Whattup, okay if you ain't know it be one of the best of all time Busta Bust for short, for some better know me Bust' Rhymes (What's good?) Maintainin
www.elyricsworld.com/killin'_em_lyrics_busta_rhymes.html You wanna impress me, start manning up Say something that sound like you pissed standing up You lucky I made it up
move and I'mma make your blood prove that They can get down to rock (what?), rock the role So take it from the move faker (what?) Check the skull for
part - LL Cool J, Will-I-Am, Snoop Dogg, Busta Rhymes, Swizz Beatz) We all need somebody that we can lean on When you wake up look around and see that
Keith Sweat, Busta Rhymes Ridin' with the Flipmode on fire now I love to stand up in corners With thugs, holdin' it down Or be in golf courses Sippin
I write a rhyme, melt in your mouth like M and M's Roll with the Mafia remember them? Tell 'em when I used to mess with gentlemen Straight up apostles
stories First there's this arrogant fuck, his names Cory Hung around my mans like he a big Trevor Trevor's still locked up, likes getting his cheddar
Busta Rhymes, 2000 We got the fire now Come on Hey, come on, hey whether it's from all of us You best believe Busta rhymes more flavor than all the rest
now been fulfilled Get your ass up and let's get ill, that's right y'all We more than rough, we callin' your bluff And when it comes to rhymes (Brick
Buckin' at stars and write rhymes for hours The ghetto missy, drinkin' whiskey sours Bust this scenario, can't no other niggers in the barrio From Newark to Ontario, bust
name of my group (now speed it up) Beat to the rhythm of the rhyme I'm givin up a dime, there go another line you figured Never drivin by nine, never givin up