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 Comin in the dance last night(uh hum)  
 Busta boy fear last night(uh oh)  
 Me couldn't find me nine(um hum)  
 So me go  pull out me knife(so me say)  
 (repeat 2'x)  
  
 (Spilff Star)  
 A lot of brothers don't like me  
 Screw me when the site me  
 Pop a lot of shit  but they scared to death to fight me  
 See me on the stage wit Bust on some rap shit  
 They see me in the club wit Bust on some lap shit  
 Befrore this rap shit, it was the corner crack shit  
 But now i'm on the world on some autograph shit  
 Spliff-a-Spliff drop the 4 5th round the waiste  
 So if you want war, let me deal with the case  
 Ain't nothin to it, brother i got the heart to do it  
 Blast in, cover the sidewalk wit ya fluid  
 Ya niggas stupid, ya got brains, brother use it  
 Ain't nithin gonna stop my black ass, from gettin cash  
 On the real, that's how deeply i feel  
 A born again hooligan, hungry for this meal  
 Got the iced- out platinum rings that you wanna steal  
 Come get it, watch ya whole shit get wetted  
 Street colonel cat, got enough cats to set it  
 So if you ain't doin shit , ya niggas need to dead it  
 Watchin my money, it cost bullets in ya tummy  
 It's all ral here, there ain't no fear here  
 You mess around here, you catch ya death here  
 I mean it, you could front, but you believe it  
 Nigga guard your life before i turn around and steal it  
 Look into my eyes and analyze what you deal wit  
 If I can't find you, I take it out on who you be wit  
 Type of bitch nigga i would never smoke a tree wit  
  
 (Busta Rhymes)(Chorus)  
 repeat 2's  
  
 (Busta Rhymes)  
 Nowadays we blow like smoke out the exhaust  
 Contamenatin smoke still makin me cough  
 I mean we bout to turn this wak shit off  
 Wak niggas is sick wit the flu sippin chicken broth  
 Now here's another winnin ripoff  
 Gettin money, eatin fine cuisine like buttered shrimp and rice pilaf  
 Stay heavily armed, Alakun Salom  
 Watch you bitch ass suffer til you got to beg for ya moms  
 Now turn the truck on, get ya fuck on, got you stuck on  
 Stupid right between yo legs, get yo suck on  
 drink bottles, treat niggas like Gus D'Amoto  
 Eat avacado, soon to go purchase a white Diablo  
 Niggas know my motto, lets get money, Macho Camacho  
 Applaud another rapper, lets go collect the nacho  
 Oh shit, hope you don't slip, another murder commit  
 The episode comin on Teen Summit  
 Little corny nigga talk too quick, think he slick  
 Throwin a brick, yappin off, lyin on his dick  
 Too late, you'll be the type o' nigga that I love to hate  
 Brutally bust ya shit like a nigga turned primate  
 Time of the year, feel great, clean slate  
 Throw a nickle plate, property shoppin to but a landscape  
 How they say street niggas 'ill never have  
 Now we possess the 5S wit the cherry red Nav  
 Doin things like signin graffiti on autograph  
 Gettin so much money staff calculate the math  
 Laugh you know the half, eyin in the stash  
 Mediatin watch the wind blow the blunt ash  
 You had a blast , now how long you gonna last  
 Ice grillin for nothing, you make yoself ass  
 Brace yoself one more time, know what i mean dun  
 Violate cross the foul line, it be yo last one  
  
 (Chorus til end
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