Busta Rhymes lyrics

Busta Rhymes lyrics

"Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See lyrics"

The Bleeding Tree lyrics
And now I'll take you to a realm yet unseenDeep in the forest to a crimson treeThis is the place where a Lion diedHis sacred pact with humanityThis blood has a power to heal your woundsTo break the spell of the curses chainsCome bathe in the Lion's bloodThe bleeding treeA pool of blood at the foot of the treeA heart grows heavy at its beckoning Ahh yeah.. Flipmode..
Here we come..
Bout to bust and explode..

Flipmode.. Busta Bus.. (huh, what?)
Nine-seven (c'mon, what?)
Hot shit (hah hah)
Check it out

[Verse One: Busta Rhymes]

Hit you with no delayin so what you sayin yo? (uh)
Silly with my nine milli, what the deally yo? (what?)
When I be on the mic yes I do my duty yo
Wild up in the club like we wild in the stud-io (uh)
You don't wanna VIOLATE nigga really and truly yo (uh)
My main thug nigga named Julio he moody yo (what?)
Type of nigga that'll slap you with the tool-io (blaow!)
Bitch nigga scared to death, act fruity yo (uh)
Fuck that! Look at shorty, she a little cutie yo (yeah)
The way she shake it make me wanna get all in
Reach lyrics
Should I thirst for knowledge Can I beg you for some water Should I fight your battles Can I rest upon your shoulders I hope I'm able to ride out this storm So come on Gabriel and blow your horn Reach, Reach out to me Can't you see I need you to save me Yeah, Reach, Reach out to me Can't you see I need you to hold me Should I beg for mercythe booty yo (whoo!)
Top miss, just hit the bangin bitches in videos (huh?)
Whylin with my freak like we up in the freak shows (damn)
Hit you with the shit make you feel it all in your toes (yeah)
Hot shit got all you niggaz in wet clothes (take it off)
Stylin my metaphors when I formulate my flows (uh)
If you don't know you fuckin with lyrical player pros, like that

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

Do you really wanna party with me?
Let me see just what you got for me
Put all your hands where my eyes can see
Straight buckwhylin in the place to be
If you really wanna party with me
Let me see just what you got for me
Put all your hands where my eyes can see
Straight buckwhylin in the place to be

[Vers
Viva La Vogue lyrics
I like to do it babyI like to do it like to do itOoh yeah I like to do itI like to do it babyI like to do it like to do itOoh yeah I like to do itAha I like itI like to do it babyAha I like itI like to do it like to do itAha I like itOoh yeah I like to do itAha I like itI like to do it babyAha I like itI like to do it
e Two: Busta Rhymes]


If you really wanna party with me.. In God We Trust (what?)
Yo it's a must that you heard of us yo we murderous (uh!)
A lot of niggaz is wonderin and they furious (what?)
How me and my niggaz do it, it's so mysterious (that's true)
Furious, all of my niggaz is serious (huh!)
Shook niggaz be walkin around fearin us (what?)
Front nigga, like you don't wanna be hearin us (no!)
Gotta listen to hot radio yo be playin us (ahh)
Thirty time a day shit'll make you delirious (what?)
Damaging everything all up in your areas
Yo it's funny how all the chickens be always servin us
All up in between they ass where they wanna carry us (what!)
Hitcha good then I hit em off with the alias (what?)
Various, chick
Piratas lyrics
Letras: Alvaro Henr?quez M?sica: Los Tres No piratear, prohibido por los piratas No piratear, prohibido por los piratas Piratas, Piratas, Piratas Grabar, ganando ellos, ganando ellos Ayudar, ganando ellos, ganando ellos Firmar, ganando ellos, ganando ellos Ayudar, ganando ellos, ganando ellos Piratas, Piratas, Piratas Noventa para m?, cinco para t? CBS, Alerce
ens they wanna marry us (hah)
Yo it's Flipmode my nigga you know we bout to bust! (uh!)
Seven figure money the label preparin us
Bite the dust, instead of you, makin a fuss (what?)
Niggaz know better cause there ain't no comparin us (nope)
Mad at us, niggaz is never, we fabulous (yup!)
Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous (hah!)
Ho-shit, my whole click victorious (yup!)
Takin no prisoners niggaz is straight up warriors (what?)
While you feelin that I know you be feelin so glorious (uh)
Then I blitz and reminisce on my nigga Notorious

Like that, like that-tha-that-that
That that that, tha-that-that-that
Like that..

[Chorus: overlaps Busta chant]

If you really wanna party with me..