| What? |
| Ayy, what?
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| It’s already starting to feel like it’s that time again
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| Okay (Okay)
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| Now I want everybody to do what they know they 'posed to do
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| 'Cause y’all know who in this bitch
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| (The Conglomerate)
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| Front and center, come on
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| Look at here, see them pilin' in, trick
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| Back in the spot to make 'em wild again, bitch
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| It’s Bust' Rhymes, ya god damn snitch
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| The cannon 'bout to blow, let them niggas know quick, shit
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| Oh god, no, the nigga gon' flip
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| Spit, spazz, cut, a nigga face kicked
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| A hole atop your fuckin' head, bang
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| 'Cause I’m in love with bodying shit like newlyweds (Damn)
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| Now is the time, let me hear you say, «Ho"(Ho)
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| Hands up because I say so (Yo)
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| Turn full, my niggas, let’s go
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| Now don’t you see how we got 'em? |
| We here to get dough
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| Oh, shit (What's this?), you better get with us
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| Straight (Straight), Black (Black), out chyea, my niggas
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| Ayy, look, ayy, you know the way we do it
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| The Conglomerate is comin' and we 'bout to run through it
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| It’s drivin' me out of my mind
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| That’s why it’s hard for me to find
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| Can’t get it out of my head
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| Watch the way we kill 'em, you gotta love it
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| Don’t this shit make my niggas wanna—
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| Wait, one sec, hey, homie, what’s hood?
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| Bouncin' on the beat like the way you niggas should (Oh)
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| Look, now watch me just leave another stamp (Champ)
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| And then be spittin' the shit that other niggas can’t (Can't, can’t, can’t, no)
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| It’s never gonna end
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| I bounce right back and shit on them again
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| Sit back and watch other niggas bleed (Yeah, yeah)
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| And then I come to give y’all the shit you need (Right here)
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| Oh, you know I (Come) and knock shit (Down)
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| Me don’t care, I know nah damn frown
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| Dready drop the beat while I’m shinin' my crown
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| And reinstate the boom bap and redefine sound (Drown)
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| Trash niggas who sit (Back) thinkin' they could (Front)
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| I could live with the street (Crack), get ya what you (Want)
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| Yeah, I know what’s up bitch (Presto)
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| Let me chill for a minute, bring the chorus back (Let's go)
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| It’s drivin' me out of my mind
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| That’s why it’s hard for me to find
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| Can’t get it out of my head
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| Watch the way we kill 'em, you gotta love it
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| Don’t this shit make my niggas wanna—
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| Hop and I skip every time that I (Drop that)
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| A lot of you trash and you need to (Stop that now)
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| Tell me (How) can you not do the shit that’ll make the game proud (Oh)
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| Tuck, drop it, and roll, the fire gon' blaze in here
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| Now do I make myself clear?
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| Watch keep the weight, yeah, we beat 'em up 'til I’m done
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| Make them run, bounce, bitch (One)
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| You know that everything’s good
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| Crowd in this bitch, need some elbow room, uh
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| Uh, we 'bout to heat it up (Some more)
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| I hope all of my niggas is keepin' up (Eat 'em up)
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| I will eat your food until I bleed
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| Or 'til a nigga can’t breathe
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| We run shit, control the block and all of that (And all of that)
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| Now I’m tired of talkin', bring the chorus back (Contact), oh
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| It’s drivin' me out of my mind
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| That’s why it’s hard for me to find
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| Can’t get it out of my head
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| Watch the way we kill 'em, you gotta love it
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| Don’t this shit make my niggas wanna— |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outta My Mind, artist - Busta Rhymes. Album song Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп