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move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make
check your distribution My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta like me, you just mad 'Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it
E So right about now I'ma give him the muthafuckin' microphone I'ma get behind the wheels and we gon' do this Yo, Evil tell where the fuck it's comin' from It
had something on you I woulda did it by now Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our studio session Down and sending it to mastering to make it
cock it and I'll sit back and watch it These New York streets is ugly, I keep it gully The world is mine and can't nobody keep it from me Yo, my neighborhood
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
' niggas from the roof And got nerve to mouth about it and the weight you claim you movin' Your whole style is loose and we gon' sew it like it's cotton
, Lord, and everybody that rides with me: it's from me to you. It's from me to you [me to you]. It's just our point of view. It's just our point
the dime and I'm not a Leader cause I Busta Rhyme, a rhyme If I kick with Rakim, you +Run For Cover+ brother But I kick it with Petey cause I'm just
the 2 inch Got your platinum plaques to prove it Your music's been around the world movin And it come right back around to the ground on it Now its time
with the one shot skill Bullets lift you up like you poppin' on the wheel Feel I can't die when I'm poppin' on the pill So real that it feel, keep Cochran
swords behold the prolifical Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider prize fighter Live wire, quick to set the mic on fire I speak legalized dope, hit man for hire I quote murderous notes dope rhyme
