| Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy zig
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| Ha-ha-ha, yo
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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| Yo, I walk through brick walls
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| Fuck around hijack your whole shoppin' malls
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| I be rippin shit, that’s my word bond
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| Scream, then I watch the whole planet earth respond
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| Do just what ya told, the remote control
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| Crash course ya shit, you know how we roll
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| When I tumble and drive and you reply
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| My, my, my, my-my-my!
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| Yo, I execute all plans
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| Run up in two bitches for me and my mans
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| Ha, breakin fool, ha, for my fans
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| In return niggas give me the hot SoundScan
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| Ha, strike matches, golden egg hatches
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| Request line is open send all your faxes
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| Freaks the flows with no rehearsin
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| Rollerskate backwards when the beat start reversin
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| You’re so wack you make people start cursin
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| Flows contradict worser than the King James version
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| Turn on your mic but yo' shit will stop workin
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| Beats brutalize ya whole rhyme, yo' head hurtin
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| Broomsticks and witches from rags to riches
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| We give mad love while y’all niggas to BURN bridges
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| Amateur, why won’t you look right at the calender
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| A matter of time before I start to damage ya
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| So starvin to just bust my rhyme caliber
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| Consecutive wounds like a nigga stabbin ya
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| YO! |
| My whole team get WILD cream!
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| Politickin every move to the EX-treme!
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| So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
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| Fuck what you heard, you ain’t heard this before
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| So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
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| Fuck what you heard, you ain’t heard this before
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| So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
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| Fuck what you heard, you ain’t heard this before
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| So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
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| Fuck what you heard, you ain’t heard this before
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| Ha, yo! |
| I come right through the door
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| With rhymes galore Busta Rhymes be ambassador
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| Explore my metaphor you beg for more
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| Hardcore see we a show they insecure
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| I said my whole squad of niggas come through and break the law
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| My family tight more than Connect Four
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| I come through and create the masterpieces
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| Bend your mind with rhyme telekenesis!
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| YO, I will break shit down!
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| Lost or found flow will blast like a four pound!
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| Right before I hit you off with my vaccine ('cine)
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| Starch, carbohydrates, lots of protein!
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| Maxine, baby girl yo I hope yo' ass clean!
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| Magazine frontin, fly lips is lime green!
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| Yo, every time, yo, I’m on the scene!
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| High beam the lights and watch who will remain supreme!
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| Ha! |
| Yes, you know when I keep it comin'
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| Blow the fort, make you resort to handcuffin
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| Bounce on the beat and watch how a nigga work it
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| Buck wild makin yo' speaker short circuit
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| This heavyweight tip the scale on the triple beam (beam)
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| Busta Rhymes blast and still bang the mainstream!
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| BLAOW! |
| I had to make ya all mad
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| Hit ya off, interludes, bounce to Trinidad
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| Now I see a bitch-nigga soundin so soft
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| Make a nigga cough, breakin and turn yo' ass off (off)
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| Extra raw lay on yo' back get on the floor
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| Busta Rhymes, got to headline the whole tour!
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| Cause we
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| w/ minor variations |