Busta Rhymes lyrics
Busta Rhymes lyrics
"Call The Ambulance lyrics"
Habit lyrics
seen it happen to a couple of friends seen it happen and the message it sends taken up for what's an obvious fault just to see what all the fuss is about it's not your way...not your way it's not your way another habit says it's in love with you another habit says its long overdue another habit like an unwanted friend i'm so happy with my righteous self it's not your way...no
seen it happen to a couple of friends seen it happen and the message it sends taken up for what's an obvious fault just to see what all the fuss is about it's not your way...not your way it's not your way another habit says it's in love with you another habit says its long overdue another habit like an unwanted friend i'm so happy with my righteous self it's not your way...no
(feat. Rampage)
[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah.. Busta Rhymes now, Flipmode now, check it
See we in two-thousand-and-three already, catch up to us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, huh
Now motherfuckin case closed
The shit blow your speaker, keep turnin your base low
Spaz out because I motherfuckin say so
Before I blow this bitch like we down in Waco
Thick in cock diesel, that's the way we roll
Big truck shit, even my bitch whippin the Range Rov'
We 'bout to skyrocket and THE WAY WE GO
The way the bitches lookin love THE WAY WE BLOW
Check it, we light shit up like Broadway yo
The crack-head rappers better JUST SAY NO
Before I turn stupid and back the heat slow
Lay and wait for niggaz in the back street yo
Weak flow, take your shit lik
A Mortal In Black lyrics
From a dark part of the landHear the soldiers rideSee the red blood in the sandLaughter of their prideIncredible tales of the warningThat is what they prayYou can not escape their callingSo listen what they sayThe power from their mightIs the fear from their criesThe fallen whom they fightAre the victims of their liesShadows from behindThey rise from a
e I'm comin to RepoFrom a dark part of the landHear the soldiers rideSee the red blood in the sandLaughter of their prideIncredible tales of the warningThat is what they prayYou can not escape their callingSo listen what they sayThe power from their mightIs the fear from their criesThe fallen whom they fightAre the victims of their liesShadows from behindThey rise from a
Create a crowd scene and stack a bunch of people
We bustin through the doors, shootin through your peephole
The shoot that never miss is like shootin a free throw
All you niggaz better go and..
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out
Call the ambulance
[Rampage]
Catch sixteen to remove your organs
H-2-O ridin round in same orbits
Notorio
Lost For Words lyrics
Ah... yo... This ain't no crush... Ah, It's the real thing, babe. Ah.. c'mon... ah. It's about that time. You don't mind, gotta let you know you're lookin' kinda fine. Hot with the style ya got, Hot with the way that you rock the spot. Maybe get a second or two, Let you know, girl, what I wanna do. It's all about you... And the things you got. Bring the
us from New York to New OrleansAh... yo... This ain't no crush... Ah, It's the real thing, babe. Ah.. c'mon... ah. It's about that time. You don't mind, gotta let you know you're lookin' kinda fine. Hot with the style ya got, Hot with the way that you rock the spot. Maybe get a second or two, Let you know, girl, what I wanna do. It's all about you... And the things you got. Bring the
House come with the lake swimmin with dolphins
Fifty keys with large proportions
Caught a few niggaz on money extortions
Niggaz snitch, F.B.I. is hawkin
Call Johnny Cochran, yo this nigga is walkin
Shit, we got to close down the club
Me and my cousin Bust, we like Crockett and Tubbs
Pushin Lambo's, big chains and dubs
Lead the Flipmode security with snubs
Uppin club levels, hundred G's and up
And if them ducks rollin Bust I'm beatin it up
The streets ain't safe, yo we heatin it up
The party's on smash, now we tweakin it up
The bitches want this dick so they eatin it up
[Busta] Now all you bitches better go and..
[Chorus]
[Rampage]
Flipmode, we in heavy conjunction
We shut it down in eve
Welcome To Virginia lyrics
sometimes its hard for me, much harder than it seems i've got to get out of this life, before it all comes down on me its like they say - you've got to live life day to day you've got to stand up one more time i wonder how long it's gonna take this time, to walk this line subliminal as writing on the wall we're trapped inside complacency you know entoub routine and seal it with a kissry function
Beat you in yo' head until your brain malfunction
Yo Bust, call the label, tell 'em we in production
Pinky ring status so it's no discussion
Stop talkin shit, niggaz dodgin and duckin
I'm cream cheese with the english muffin
I still got respect in the Flatbush junction, HEY
[Busta Rhymes]
Huh, it's like we shakin down a dude
We like a pack of dogs that come to take a nigga food
My niggaz flip quicker than a FUCKIN interlude
I beat niggaz head and blood drippin through a tube
Peep bitch, I'm only here to change the fuckin mood
And freeze you niggaz money like a nigga gettin sued
And leave you in the church watchin your body gettin viewed
Don't get it fucked up or even misconstrued
All you niggaz better go and..
[Chorus]
sometimes its hard for me, much harder than it seems i've got to get out of this life, before it all comes down on me its like they say - you've got to live life day to day you've got to stand up one more time i wonder how long it's gonna take this time, to walk this line subliminal as writing on the wall we're trapped inside complacency you know entoub routine and seal it with a kiss
Beat you in yo' head until your brain malfunction
Yo Bust, call the label, tell 'em we in production
Pinky ring status so it's no discussion
Stop talkin shit, niggaz dodgin and duckin
I'm cream cheese with the english muffin
I still got respect in the Flatbush junction, HEY
[Busta Rhymes]
Huh, it's like we shakin down a dude
We like a pack of dogs that come to take a nigga food
My niggaz flip quicker than a FUCKIN interlude
I beat niggaz head and blood drippin through a tube
Peep bitch, I'm only here to change the fuckin mood
And freeze you niggaz money like a nigga gettin sued
And leave you in the church watchin your body gettin viewed
Don't get it fucked up or even misconstrued
All you niggaz better go and..
[Chorus]