Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Salute da Gods!! , by - Busta Rhymes. Release date: 08.06.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Salute da Gods!! |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| The Anarchy, Busta Rhymes shit, c’mon |
| Ready for Busta Rhymes |
| He’s the one we’ve all, been waiting for, forever |
| (I feel so fuckin good, my people) |
| Ready for Flipmode Squad |
| (So powerful, so good today) |
| They’re the ones we’ve all, been waiting for, forever |
| (Yeah, yeah, new «Rulership») |
| Ready for Busta Rhymes |
| (It feels so fuckin good in my soul, come on) |
| He’s the one we’ve all, been waiting for, forever |
| (I wanna see y’all, all my people if you feel good) |
| Ready for Flipmode Squad |
| (Just talk to me, c’mon, c’mon) |
| They’re the ones we’ve all, been waiting for, forever |
| (Now, now, let me see y’all, so powerful) |
| Ready |
| All praise due, we comin' through real hard |
| Niggas raisin they right hand, salutin' the God |
| Yo, like a burnin' sensation of Henny on the first sip |
| Hot shit my nigga; |
| let me spit a verse quick |
| Work shit inward, until my niggas hurt shit |
| And plot elaborate schemes for monies niggas worship |
| Beautiful like the pleasure of when I burst my first clip |
| At a nigga who sold me a brick that wasn’t WORTH shit |
| Yo, we bomb shit, fire alarm shit |
| With my bitches who take packages under they armpit |
| Now, we remain the Imperial live niggas |
| Who consistently blackout and rep for them wild niggas |
| Yo, you incompatible, snatch yo' collateral |
| Gun blunt you, and rep for every thug capital |
| Diagonal vision, niggas seein' shit on slant |
| Plant beatings on niggas and celebrate a war chant |
| Diabolic how we manifest raw logic |
| Chronological time, we bring niggas the raw project |
| Hold fort and represent as the grand wizard |
| Street chronicle illustrate the bakin' of a bad blizzard |
| I got a spot for ya |
| With live niggas who murder sloppier |
| Than all of the Trenchcoat Mafia yo |
| Cause when you hear the sweet music playin' |
| It’s like theme music for murder scenes |
| Like the Colorado slayin' 'cause I don’t give a fuck |
| Speedin like we racin' on the Aqueduct |
| Black tinted-out, government truck |
| Curbside on niggas, leanin' just a little bit |
| Trunk trapped with smoke, my bitch’ll take a little hit |
| Fake niggas could be the BEST actors |
| My bullets whiz so fast you feel the wind chill factors |
| In the wrong place you get your WIG peeled backwards |
| Get an ounce of the 'dro and STEAM a pack of Blackwoods |
| Ready for Busta Rhymes |
| He’s the one we’ve all, been waiting for, forever |
| (Yeah, yeah, just feel what I feel niggas) |
| Ready for Flipmode Squad |
| (Yeah, just reach up and just touch the sky niggas) |
| They’re the ones we’ve all, been waiting for, forever |
| (Now, hah, yeah, I try so hard to just share that shit that I’m feelin') |
| Ready for Busta Rhymes |
| (All my niggas just talk to me) |
| He’s the one we’ve all, been waiting for, forever |
| (So powerful, Flipmode Squad now) |
| Ready for Flipmode Squad |
| (Yeah, new «Rulership,» all my niggas just walk in line) |
| They’re the ones we’ve all, been waiting for, forever |
| (Walk in line with me, talk to me now) |
| Welcome, we are now in the current state of the Anarchy |
| We fight, to survive niggas |
| We fight, to rule our own government |
| We livin' in a current state, of no fuckin government |
| Niggas don’t even know how to follow they own spirit |
| Lost niggas, unsure niggas, insecure niggas |
| Fuck that, salute, all our motherfuckers |
| All my niggas ready to hold it down on the front line |
| We survived it niggas, two-thousand |
| Time for the new bloodline to run shit |
| Enjoy the album |