| Ha, Ha, Ha, Uh, Yeah, Yeah
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| While we hit you with another one of them old phenomenal shits
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| Nineteen-ninety-six, that nigga comes through with another one of them fucking
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| ill ones
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| Busta Rhymes in the place to be, Flipmode Squad
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| Y’all motherfuckers keep it right here
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| You know how it’s going down son
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| Blow the spot up, one shot
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| Yo check it out
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| Aeiyo son, I get busy each and every day
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| Freaky different shit make you bounce around your way
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| So many niggas just fade away
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| Talking shit on mics with nothing to say
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| When I display freaky bump shit you wanna say
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| Hit you off, make you and your peoples wanna stay
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| Yo, who be that nigga that be coming through?
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| That’s me
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| I’ll take the mics just overview
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| Ha, who, ha Tell me just what you wanna do Hit with more shit that make you feel brand new
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| Steady solid gold posting like Marilyn Macu
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| Suckers suffocating till their faces turn blue
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| You don’t have a clue, of the proper number of my crew
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| How we shoot the spit-shine on niggas like a pair of shoes
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| Any time you wanna set it off
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| I’ma make sure that you all live to regret it Don’t you do something that will catch up with you
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| Watch your back before you die
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| Don’t you do something that you live to regret
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| Or feel the heat so bad baby
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| Don’t you do something that will catch up with you
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| Watch your back before you die
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| Don’t you do something that you live to regret
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| Or feel the heat so bad baby
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Huh! |
| Yo!
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| I be the absolute wicked and that’s your first warning
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| When you start falling, my name you will be calling
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| Who’s that?
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| You wake up to every single morning, that’s me Busta Rhymes with the loudest talking
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| Living to regret what they did to you, stay talking
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| Talking shit you better watch how you be walking
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| Coming through so that you all can really see
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| Rhyme after me, bring you back to reality
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| Ha, check your self nigga
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| Just count from one to three
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| Then I hit you off with another new stylee
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| Dedicated to MC’s
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| Break you off something with so much new ferocity
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| So hot, I will burn off your calories
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| Chase you all down like I was your worst enemy
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| Better believe this nigga set it Fuck around and I’ma make sure that you all live to regret it Don’t you do something that will catch up with you
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| Watch your back before you die
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| Don’t you do something that you live to regret
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| Or feel the heat so bad baby
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| Don’t you do something that will catch up with you
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| Watch your back before you die
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| Don’t you do something that you live to regret
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| Or feel the heat so bad baby
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo I be that nigga that you can’t see
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| Breaking shit down in all actuality
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| All y’all niggas who misbehave
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| Better count your blessings or make your grave
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| Uh, this goes out to all the ones who talk trash
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| Bring the noise nigga, we will bust your ass
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| If you really wanna set it off
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| I’ma make sure that you all live to regret it Don’t you do something that will catch up with you
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| Watch your back before you die
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| Don’t you do something that you live to regret
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| Or feel the heat so bad baby
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| Don’t you do something that will catch up with you
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| Watch your back before you die
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| Don’t you do something that you live to regret
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| Or feel the heat so bad baby
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| (Repeat to fade with chanting in background) |