Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Busted, artist - Freddie Foxxx. Album song Freddie Foxxx Is Here, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 30.10.1989
Record label: A Geffen Records Release;
Song language: English
Busted |
Now its time to throw down, I come in a rage |
To be freddie foxxx and raise the stage |
I feel hype, kut terrorist, hit me Cause I get the mac, strap both nines with me And ima catch a murder rap, death through hip-hop |
The rhyming murderer cant be stopped |
I want all rappers, feel my lyrics |
Open your ears real wide and hear it Now I kicked? |
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and rap, mine stolen |
Over and over again, bought and sold and |
But now Im back with new intentions |
Doctor rhyminstein with new inventions |
Rappers get waxed, buffed like floors |
Slammed on concrete, thrown through doors |
Heres priority, rappers are petrol |
Wishin me luck before I start my show |
I see it on your face, boy, you look noxious |
You better be careful, you should be cautious |
Youre messin with the man whose zone is danger |
Freddie the foxxx, the swift rap ranger |
If youre caught foul, rap is disgusted |
Boom — youre busted |
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and slidin, lookin and ridin |
For song-rewriters, thieves and biters |
If youre caught red-handed, you cant deny it If I catch your head bitin, Im gonna fly it Rappers make hits and their egos lifted |
Personality flips, minds are shifted |
Once your busted you cant be trusted |
You violate rap, then you might get rusted |
I been down with crews, I wrecked mcs |
My appearance alone made em weak in the knees |
Cause I stand strong, keep the mic in position |
Wont allow you to move till I give you permission |
Soak in the rhymes, from the mind I project em If a rappers to face me, I disrespect him |
Treat him like heat, now he belongs to foxxx |
And send him to work to wash drawers and socks |
Look in my face, eyes shine like diamonds |
Ladies scream while foxxx keeps rhymin |
The ebony lord, fly new sex symbol |
Opposin those who try to nimble |
For those who slide and cant be trusted |
Huh, youre busted |
When I move, I move by myself and Im cool |
Easier for freddie foxxx to teach schools |
You sucker mc, youre lost in lyrics |
Oh, now Im your man, but only cause you hear it And you know its my style and my rhymes that you bit from |
Rappers that feel they can hang, come and get some |
Cause I got enough to get around from town to town |
Ima break this down, heres the sound |
I battle at a party when I touch the mic |
Saw a kid make a face like foxxx wasnt hype |
Kut terror threw a sractch, then I ripped some rhymes |
And the battle and the skins he brought was all mines |
He took a chance, he coulda been psycho |
The brother shoulda known I was mr. |
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Phone and go on to the early mornin |
How youre gonna move when foxxx is stormin |
Those that steal: youll never be trusted |
Foxxx says youre busted |
Youre busted |