Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Whole World Looking at Me , by - Busta Rhymes. Release date: 26.11.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Whole World Looking at Me |
| Uh, my interruption, cause a major concussion |
| Dome piece swollen, son you need a cup of Bufferin' |
| Peep my post-production, (Hey!), follow my instruction |
| Bounce back, my repercussion cause mass destruction |
| Fuck around strain ya, 'til ya plan malfunction |
| Sit cha ass down, (Hey!), bouncin' out ta Flushin (Queens, NYC) |
| Check extra P, by the boom weed, from a Russian |
| I remember, when I used ta rhyme, for next to nothin' |
| I got so much ta offer, every time I tell you somethin' |
| (Hey!) I’m about ta drop it! |
| (Who?) you could never stop it |
| Let me quickly chop it, still, a lot of niggas — |
| Idolize the false prophet, the rhyming Lou Gossett |
| Hold your head and shoulders, yo I roll with evil holders |
| Dealin with the facts, I hold the science in the folders |
| The jewel, on how to knock you from concussion, into comas |
| Test shit, I pull your valve from out your breast kid |
| Mess with, shit like this, after God blessed it |
| The whole world lookin' at me |
| Watchin' and waitin' to see (I feel so supreme) |
| If I fulfill my destiny (I feel so good) |
| The whole world lookin' at me |
| Watchin' and waitin' to see (we gotta keep it alive) |
| If I fulfill my destiny (we gotta keep it alive) |
| The whole world lookin' at me |
| Uh, I’m bout to cause chaos, steady bustin ya bra’s |
| Switch to witch craft, my chemistry witcha séance |
| Fuck the bullshit, livin' in the zone of my renaissance |
| My squad stay formin', like the Muslims down at the Mosque |
| Split ya fuckin frame, like we raisin splittin' cigars |
| I be workin' wonders, my squad formin' numbers |
| Christopher Columbus? |
| Discover how yo' speed |
| Got swell up like cucumbers, my name be rollin' thunders |
| My degrees multiply the heat, more this summer |
| My flows got so much rhythm, substitute the drummer |
| Yo fuck that, focusin' about the front runner |
| Who you think you is? |
| You better stay protected — |
| Walkin' out the door, makin' sure you rock the double breasted |
| Fuckin' with them devils, watch your soul get recollected |
| Motherfuckin' shame when you (DIE!) disrespected |
| Every bitch nigga in the world, should be arrested |
| Beat with many strikes, until their train of thought is redirected |
| The wrong has been corrected, (GOD!) has been elected |
| The squad has come to rule us, with the jewels manifested |
| Extreme, my thought process on every record |
| Blow the spots to pieces bounce, without a clue right through the exit |
| The whole world lookin' at me (yeah, I feel so good) |
| Watchin' and waitin' to see |
| If I fulfill my destiny (I feel so supreme) |
| The whole world lookin' at me (imperial) |
| Watchin' and waitin' to see |
| If I fulfill my destiny (I feel so high) |
| The whole world lookin' at me (so high in the sky) |
| Watchin' and waitin' to see |
| If I fulfill my destiny (we on some other shit) |
| The whole world lookin' at me (some whole other shit) |
| Watchin' and waitin' to see (so supreme) |
| If I fulfill my destiny (higher level stuff) |
| The whole world lookin' at me (Take a look, take a look at me, ha) |