Busta Rhymes Lyrics
Busta Rhymes Lyrics
"We Could Take It Outside Lyrics"
Verbal Murder 2 Lyrics
[Big Pun] Yo, Terror Squad, Pete Rock collabo' From git-go, yo yo Aiyyo it's such a shame all these dick riders tryin to corrupt the game But what it bring, nuttin but pain and one in your fuckin brain Ain't nuttin changed since the album I'm still whylin I'm still violent I've been waitin for this moment like Phil Collins, for all my life I've been trifer than trifer Hyper than hype, when fightin to fight It's like, tonight is the night And I ain't even tryin to let a nigga slide I've been dyin to get a gat I dared to
[Big Pun] Yo, Terror Squad, Pete Rock collabo' From git-go, yo yo Aiyyo it's such a shame all these dick riders tryin to corrupt the game But what it bring, nuttin but pain and one in your fuckin brain Ain't nuttin changed since the album I'm still whylin I'm still violent I've been waitin for this moment like Phil Collins, for all my life I've been trifer than trifer Hyper than hype, when fightin to fight It's like, tonight is the night And I ain't even tryin to let a nigga slide I've been dyin to get a gat I dared to
[Intro: Rampage (Baby Sham)]
That's that joint (You know that ain't doin it again)
Uh, do it! Do it!
[Verse One: Rampage]
I'm a _Natural Born Killa_ that's _Born to Rise_
+Flipmode is de Squad+ so it's no surprise
Niggas want to advertise about how we get down
You fuck around leave your body in the lost and found
How you like me now?
We got the industry on lock
The world is on shock
I'm a take a piece of the rock
Yo, you feel it in the heart when we took you to the park
Midnight after dark, I'm the raider of the lost ark (ark echo's)
[Verse Two: Serious]
Now na na na na na na, nana nah
Super size, super size, right before your eyes
I bring in treats like giant sweet potato pies
Wise, sword shift and I spit on flies
Killing all the tips from studio spies
Head to bed, beddie bye, beddie bye
Don't ask why, we'll take your ass to paradise
Flipmode's the Squad don't rest, don't try
Peace to my people in the friendly sky
Peace to my outer space ties
[Verse Three: Spliff Star]
I'm in leather like the ladies
Bigger than crack in the 80's {*echoes*
Sweetsexywoman Lyrics
I could worship you And I do Nobody knows how true I stay Even when I pray I'm making love to you A tuneless song Like the dawn Nobody can hold onto you Even though they do They're wrong Sweet sexy woman I was born to love you Now I'm hypnotized I have traveled many lifetimes In search of Your golden eyes Sweet sexy woman I was born to love you Now I'm mesmerized I have waited many lifetimes To look inside Your golden eyes Someday you will come to me And I'll give you all th
}I could worship you And I do Nobody knows how true I stay Even when I pray I'm making love to you A tuneless song Like the dawn Nobody can hold onto you Even though they do They're wrong Sweet sexy woman I was born to love you Now I'm hypnotized I have traveled many lifetimes In search of Your golden eyes Sweet sexy woman I was born to love you Now I'm mesmerized I have waited many lifetimes To look inside Your golden eyes Someday you will come to me And I'll give you all th
Drive the buggy I Mercedes
Blow up like C-4
Got so much to live for
Can't play the game no more
Pick up the cain no more
Brothers ain't the same no more
Try to sweat me, what am I aiming for
Get yourself caught up
Faggot ass tore up
In the worst way, the only way you can stop me
is cock your glock and shot me
Drop me, pop me, make sure you that you got me
Cause anytime I live I'm comin back to find you poppy
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes (all)]
What y'all niggas wanna do?
(Yo we can take it outside)
Ya'll niggas want something?
(Yo we can take it outside)
What y'all niggas wanna do?
(Yo we can take it outside)
Ya'll niggas want something?
(Yo we can take it outside)
[Verse Four: Baby Sham]
Push up in the hot rod, alley cats a rah rah
All my flipmode in the backseats with chrome nods
Hear to bust mine
Nigga frat child let his brain fry
Pretty boy sliced up philly contact from his red eye
You failed to realize when you macks me you drop the plastic
Run up in your crib, now you heat me from the mattress
My crew expanded, QB is where we landed
The Married Men Lyrics
(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche) One in Louisiana one who travels around one of 'em mainly stays in heart-throb town I am not their main concern they are lonely too I am just an arrow passing through When they look into my eyes I know what to do I make sure the words I say are true When they send me off at dawn pay the driver my fare they know I am goin' down somewhere O the married men the married men never would have had a good time again if it wasn't for the married menBR>
Yellow strip you crossed it
Now I'm forcing you to drink this Sham's potion
Show me were loaded
The desert eagle hear it cockin'
Lovin my doggie
While we shinin' continue flossin
[Break: Busta Rhymes (Lord Have Mercy)]
(Flipmode, Flipmode) Killa kids
Flipmode we are, 'mode we are..
[Verse Five: Rah Digga]
Fuck steppin on toes I crush the whole shoe
Pronto like Cru till I'm Triumphant like Wu
The shit you talkin crazy like niggas turnin in their hand guns
I be burnin MC's like Betty grandson
Smokin grey poupon boy
Two lines, I chew rhymes and make niggas fall like they was futons
Rah Digga, all day Outsidaz, this Squad be Flipmode
We get a dick rode a whole shitload
[Chorus]
[Verse Six: Lord Have Mercy]
We the official g-u-rilla to lead militias
That pillage, americana
Spit sentences like, venomous iguanas
Reminisce the promise
Bring drama like Nicaragua
Fatigues march, army leaders, they count crooked drug dollars
And sip fresh squeezed milk from the titties of llamas
Leave cities in carnage
Pretty as farmers that pour whiskey at h
Maintain, maintain, maintain
I reign like Mussolini's iron fists
Try on this, you can't see me like vagina lips
Smugglin diamond chips, bubblin anonymous
The dominant will resource and count on script crews and world wars
{*echoes*}
[Verse Seven: Busta Rhymes]
Yo, you better practice what you preach
I got 7 MC's at 10 G's a show each
Never interfere and shit, souvenirs for your ears and shit
Clear poetry like William Shakespeare and shit
Word is bond checkin me out
Hey what you talkin about
You lost and you walkin about
Niggas got beef they really want to chill and start talkin it out
Hey, oh my god, y'all nigga be buggin me out
Wish they could lay me down and have the police start chalkin me out
Now I zoom in on you and my niggas start stalkin you out
Chuck down that bullshit that you be callin about
This one's for my people and my niggas up North
The ruler shit dynasty but Flipmode finally come fourth
Exports and imports hittin you with flavors of all sorts
My squad comin through, chop off your ear
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche) One in Louisiana one who travels around one of 'em mainly stays in heart-throb town I am not their main concern they are lonely too I am just an arrow passing through When they look into my eyes I know what to do I make sure the words I say are true When they send me off at dawn pay the driver my fare they know I am goin' down somewhere O the married men the married men never would have had a good time again if it wasn't for the married men
Now I'm forcing you to drink this Sham's potion
Show me were loaded
The desert eagle hear it cockin'
Lovin my doggie
While we shinin' continue flossin
[Break: Busta Rhymes (Lord Have Mercy)]
(Flipmode, Flipmode) Killa kids
Flipmode we are, 'mode we are..
[Verse Five: Rah Digga]
Fuck steppin on toes I crush the whole shoe
Pronto like Cru till I'm Triumphant like Wu
The shit you talkin crazy like niggas turnin in their hand guns
I be burnin MC's like Betty grandson
Smokin grey poupon boy
Two lines, I chew rhymes and make niggas fall like they was futons
Rah Digga, all day Outsidaz, this Squad be Flipmode
We get a dick rode a whole shitload
[Chorus]
[Verse Six: Lord Have Mercy]
We the official g-u-rilla to lead militias
That pillage, americana
Spit sentences like, venomous iguanas
Reminisce the promise
Bring drama like Nicaragua
Fatigues march, army leaders, they count crooked drug dollars
And sip fresh squeezed milk from the titties of llamas
Leave cities in carnage
Pretty as farmers that pour whiskey at h
USA Lyrics
When I was young I watched the cars When I was older I drank in bars When I was young I chewed the leaves When I was older I drank with thieves I found a love She gave me dreams She left me drunk In New Orleans So cold and lonely So all alone I wished my heart Was made of stone I took the cold bright needle I used it as a sword My eyes have seen the glory of The coming of the Lord I burned across the delta I swam across the ford My eyes have seen the glory of The coming of the Lord Whe
arvest and hold 16 bananasWhen I was young I watched the cars When I was older I drank in bars When I was young I chewed the leaves When I was older I drank with thieves I found a love She gave me dreams She left me drunk In New Orleans So cold and lonely So all alone I wished my heart Was made of stone I took the cold bright needle I used it as a sword My eyes have seen the glory of The coming of the Lord I burned across the delta I swam across the ford My eyes have seen the glory of The coming of the Lord Whe
Maintain, maintain, maintain
I reign like Mussolini's iron fists
Try on this, you can't see me like vagina lips
Smugglin diamond chips, bubblin anonymous
The dominant will resource and count on script crews and world wars
{*echoes*}
[Verse Seven: Busta Rhymes]
Yo, you better practice what you preach
I got 7 MC's at 10 G's a show each
Never interfere and shit, souvenirs for your ears and shit
Clear poetry like William Shakespeare and shit
Word is bond checkin me out
Hey what you talkin about
You lost and you walkin about
Niggas got beef they really want to chill and start talkin it out
Hey, oh my god, y'all nigga be buggin me out
Wish they could lay me down and have the police start chalkin me out
Now I zoom in on you and my niggas start stalkin you out
Chuck down that bullshit that you be callin about
This one's for my people and my niggas up North
The ruler shit dynasty but Flipmode finally come fourth
Exports and imports hittin you with flavors of all sorts
My squad comin through, chop off your ear
[Chorus] - repeat 2X