Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anarchy, artist - Busta Rhymes. Date of issue: 08.06.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Anarchy |
| What this world is comin to, to, to |
| Can you see, see, see, see |
| What’s in store for you, for you, you, you, you, you, you, you |
| Yo, right before I lay your soul to sleep |
| Witness the day of your wreckin and wit god on the street |
| Behold! |
| What the fuck y’all niggas come around here for |
| We massacre the masses so therefore |
| Here’s your, invitation to explore |
| The way we gather up niggas to thoroughly rep for |
| My street niggas, C’mon! |
| Stressed niggas, C’mon! |
| Hungry niggas, C’mon! |
| Yes, yes y’all, C’mon! |
| Hope my live motherfuckers pass the test y’all |
| Prepare for high retribution, and I hope God bless y’all (bless y’all) |
| Fuck shit up and watch the truth manifest y’all (fest y’all) |
| Feel it in your guts and the burnin in your chest y’all (chest y’all) |
| Pushin through just like a wild flood |
| With such a pain that’s so intense it make y’all wanna cry blood |
| My slang talk earned a scholarship, from how to style a chick |
| Influnce rulership and earn another dollar quick (quick) |
| You need to do the philisophical research |
| Fuck around and be the next to die you better leave first |
| Yo, my whole crew extra large, stay charged |
| Like polytheism havin belief in many gods |
| I gotta handful of niggas wit a sick disease |
| Die close to destructive anti-social tendencies |
| Yo, turn up the treble just a level |
| Analyze the science deeper than when Musa symbolized the devil |
| Now let me ask y’all |
| Ha, all hell break loose |
| Yo, we fight to the end and never call for a truce |
| Y’all niggas better pick and choose and select the battles wisely |
| Always with the same approach and never once surprised me |
| Ha, however how clever |
| Niggas is fighting for mad cheddar |
| Yo, cold like the wind blow in the winter |
| Make you remember the torture like the frostbite that bit off your finger |
| This Means War, I said it before |
| Adrenaline rush, heart beat rapid, sweat wet up the floor |
| Try to threat and wanna battle me nigga |
| I’ma show you the major differnce between a dream and reality nigga |
| Yo, then I continuously hype up a nation |
| Huddle wit my niggas plan for tomorrow go into isolation |
| And analyze how many niggas gon lose |
| Tryin to squeeze they foot up in a pair of great man shoes |
| And analyze how we was needed to live |
| Carry out my dooney give the most thanks and be appreciative |
| Pass this to all my seeds after me |
| Represent and fight to be that everything my seeds want me to be |
| The economy has been at it’s best, to all my niggas hungry |
| Let’s keep weavin and magical methods of makin money |
| So I’ma rep at my fullest, you can’t spark me |
| And fight the hardest in the grim current state of Anarchy… |