[Busta Rhymes]

Yeah.. this one appears to be very forceful..

Very forceful.. yeah, here we go now

Niggaz, bitches, where you at talk



Thug niggaz let me see y'all, yeah

Hah, before we slap niggaz silly with somethin

and put you out your misery and your sufferin

Uh-oh! Yeah, and just for frontin,

you got me bustin two nines

with one hand tied together or somethin

Ain't no mistakin we takin your trap

In case you niggaz didn't know,

you fuckin with the GLADIATORS of rap

On some John Reno shit in Professional,

how we accurate and precise when we bust

and every move is intentional

Violate and I will get at yo' ass

And if I can't catch you track star

we'll start throwin SHIT at yo' ass

Wait a minute nigga, hold up second,

see youse a bitch and while we bust yo' ass

yo' faggot peoples ain't even checkin

Yo y'all need to send the coroner, shit

Leave you lookin out a place

like youse a tourist on some foreigner shit

I be that nigga and I love to experiment

with specific high-explosives

just to take y'all niggaz out of this element, NOW!!



[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]



Cause we got new shit for y'all

(All my niggaz in the spots,

y'all know we tear the shit down and how we hold it nigga)

And we come to take shit over y'all

(Yes we here to regulate

and put our foot down, the shop is closin nigga)

Always rep the street for all y'all

(Constantly hittin y'all off with street shit

and keep y'all niggaz open yeah

All my niggaz, all my bitches) Whatcha'all gon' do now,

everytime we come with that street shit



[Busta Rhymes]

Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, we move like ston