Busta Rhymes lyrics
Busta Rhymes lyrics
"There's Not A Problem My Squad Can't Fix lyrics"
It Never Rains lyrics
I hear the Seven Deadly Sins and the Terrible Twins came to call on you the bigger they are babe the harder they fall on you and you you're always the same you persevere on the same old pleasure ground oh and it never rains around here it just comes pouring down You had no more volunteers so you got profiteers for to help you out with friends like that babe good friends you had to do without and now they've taken the chains and the gears from
I hear the Seven Deadly Sins and the Terrible Twins came to call on you the bigger they are babe the harder they fall on you and you you're always the same you persevere on the same old pleasure ground oh and it never rains around here it just comes pouring down You had no more volunteers so you got profiteers for to help you out with friends like that babe good friends you had to do without and now they've taken the chains and the gears from
(feat. Jamal)
[Jamal]
C'mon, yeah.. villain
C'mon, aight?
I got this side right here
Take this side right there
C'mon do this
Busta Bus
C'mon, aight?
C'mon (here we go) stayin street
[Jamal]
Paws, to the wall, with the dirty dog, raw rap-ture
If you ain't with it bite crotch til it break your jaw
(Your jaw) For tryin to knock us
Tryin to kill or stop us, jack our propers
Busta Bus, they fakin, the cake is for the takin
While they runnin they face, I'm lettin the plan bake
Formulate, now look at the plot, we got
more and more shit that's hot, show to rock the spot
Clock or knot, nigga the whole pot
Ready or not, we comin, snatchin every comer
witcha hoe in the Benz-O, dumbin like a motherfucker
[Busta Rhymes]
You can be my lady, you coul even be my lollipop sucker
The road dawg baby comin
Briljant, Hard En Geslepen lyrics
*Groepen en mannen die nummers klaarleggenWant ze weten al niet meer wat ze moeten gaan zeggenDe belachelijkste onzin komt naar bovenEn we moeten maar geloven wat hun beloven*Hier staat onze nummer vijfEn we komen nog fris en we komen nog leipDe muziek is hard en de teksten zijn geslepenDus in een woord briljant, begrepen?Hip-hop en metal in separatieWant wij gaan het beste in combinatie*Op weg en dan snel voorin deze natieMo
like the mad trucker*Groepen en mannen die nummers klaarleggenWant ze weten al niet meer wat ze moeten gaan zeggenDe belachelijkste onzin komt naar bovenEn we moeten maar geloven wat hun beloven*Hier staat onze nummer vijfEn we komen nog fris en we komen nog leipDe muziek is hard en de teksten zijn geslepenDus in een woord briljant, begrepen?Hip-hop en metal in separatieWant wij gaan het beste in combinatie*Op weg en dan snel voorin deze natieMo
Lot of jealous niggaz lookin funnier than Chris Tucker
God bless, oh yes, I stay fresh
Full of finesse, my congress show progress
Stylish, hit you with the shit to digest
In this rhyme shit we be some of the world's finest
Your Highness, leavin corny niggaz spineless
Attack it with the classic rhyme flow timeless (ha ha)
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Not a problem my squad can't fix
Cause we can do, it in the mix
So when you niggaz talk trash, you can get a bust ass
Cause you know we don't fuck around
When you niggaz talk shit, lay ya six feet under the ground,
ground ground, ground ground
When you niggaz talk shit, lay ya six feet under the ground,
ground ground, ground ground
[Jamal]
This is how we ride, throw your hands from side to side
It's party time, and don't forget get yours, cause I'ma get mine
(Who dat?) The
Better Of Two Evils lyrics
Haters call me bitch Call me faggot Call me whiney I am something you can never be Hey! Yeah, yeah, yeah Hold a prayerful smile for the picture Motherfuckers never liked me then And they sure won't like me now Try to drag me down in your cliche You fake your picture, fake your face So I find all my pleasure in your misery, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I'll step on you on my way up I'll s
illain til I'm peelin a millionHaters call me bitch Call me faggot Call me whiney I am something you can never be Hey! Yeah, yeah, yeah Hold a prayerful smile for the picture Motherfuckers never liked me then And they sure won't like me now Try to drag me down in your cliche You fake your picture, fake your face So I find all my pleasure in your misery, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I'll step on you on my way up I'll s
Ridin dirty, and bustin like thirty-thirty, til a nigga end
Knowin that the shit is fucked I'm still here to win, cheddar
If you ain't about it then I think you better
hang the little plot you got, don't sweat it main
My nigga, my life's uncut like Kane, real _Raw_
Y'all don't know shit about Jamal or what I'm in it for:
cash, cars, fly whores and tours
Fillin my pipe, with no messes and no limits
Them other one scrimpin, has the tent froze frigid
Fall as a gimmick, dick lickin chasin chickens
I mash for the cash with the click and
rip a show then I'm dippin in the whip and high trippin
[Busta Rhymes]
While y'all niggaz hoppin and skippin I stick the clip in, yo
Accelerate on the gas, move fast
Blast, find a nigga FOOT in your ass
Colorful niggaz, just peep the whole contrast
Flipmode is the Squad, a news flash
Bust your shit
The Stallion lyrics
Chorus: Stay if you want to, don't be ashamed Leavin' is easy; Lord, losin's the same Life is a promise nobody keeps Lay yourself down girl; rock me to sleep We were the wild ones, proud in our prime Me and the stallion, Lord, one of a kind See how we run, Lord, see how we fall Ridin' for moonlight, we done it all Well, the daylight was dying, rooks in the wind She stood before me, stripped to the skin Next to my stallion, she purely shown
up, what the fuck, nigga get upChorus: Stay if you want to, don't be ashamed Leavin' is easy; Lord, losin's the same Life is a promise nobody keeps Lay yourself down girl; rock me to sleep We were the wild ones, proud in our prime Me and the stallion, Lord, one of a kind See how we run, Lord, see how we fall Ridin' for moonlight, we done it all Well, the daylight was dying, rooks in the wind She stood before me, stripped to the skin Next to my stallion, she purely shown
Violate, niggaz get they whole SHIT lit up!
Break fool, niggaz know the rules, rob jewels
Champagne bath, throw the Mo-et in the pool
Nigga caught a motherfuckin strain on the brain
ridin on the train, I'ma whip a Benz in the rain
Oversized click on the rise so realize we be
dem niggaz that dead up all you funny little small fries
The franchise, Flipmode damagin all of you Fall Guys
Yo I'm tired of niggaz they full of True Lies
No time.. we got the right surprise
Need a new beginnin, need to get a baptise
You need to get a baptise
Word is bond, aiyyo
[Chorus]
Ground, a-ground, a-gr-gr-ground-ground
Just party to the shit like this c'mon
Just bounce to the motherfuckin beat c'mon
You niggaz don't know my brand new song c'mon
Aiyyo, hear me out y'all, UHH
Yo, and just feel my shit
C'mon bounce what the fuck?