Text písně Busta Rhymes: Where Were About To Take It

Where Were About To Take It


Brand new, yea brand new
Ha, brand new for all y'all massive and crew
people across the world
Yea Busta Rhyme hot shit more and more and more
Motherfuker Flipmode nigga
More advanced technology for y'all niggas
Check it out y'all
Follow instructions

Hop skip jump makin' ya flip
Dislocate your hip bone vertabrate slip
Shut ya lip and talk shit, lost ya grip
On the realist thing in life niggga pass the clip
Makin' ya beg for your life, quickly strip
Oh shit, make you give me all of your belongings quick
Come up off of that ya get smacked, knock ya bitch back
Blow make ya go back to the way you use to act
Get money, fuck the bull shit ain't nuthin' funny
Nowadays violate quick, will ya face bloody
Freak show have a nigga whole shit crisp
Break ya face from the swing of my hand, flick of my wrist
Dismiss all y'all niggas and ball up my fist
I hate a fake nigga and you at the top of the list
Wait regardless how you skip around the fat remains
You a bitch now learin' how to play these games
Exercise the right to rip shit every nite
Precisely, niggas be nicely doin' it right
Holy mackerel, nuthin' less than actual factual
Stay reppin' even when we conversate casual
Read it in your manual
Attend to our annual get together
Sarinate in luxury, doin' what ever
Doin' my thing, Trevade bumps King
Truck jeweling it, watch the medallion swing
So fast nigga forget shit as time past
Break a piece of glass quick to amputate your ass
The title wave movin' faster than the speed of sound
Gargantua, weighing in at a million pounds
The more the heavy the more the solid
My niggas run thick
Fast to bap the John type, my niggas murder yo







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