Wild Hot
A Tribe Called Quest, Busta Rhymes
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[Q-Tip] I got the Busta bust Yo, we make the shit wild hot Busta:We got Kamaal Complete, we make the shit wild hot [Q-Tip] I got the Busta bust Yo, we make the shit wild hot [Both] All y'all rude boys lick a shot (gun shot) [Q-Tip] I be the all-I-seein' The MCin' Human bein' Soon to be in your museum When I'm in your colisseum I'm MCin' Punishin' wack niggas for disagreein' Did you see him? No, 'cause he move like the wind, in flight Counter-attack like a Jedi Knight If you're goin' to think about combatin' General Latin Of this MC shit you did, killa You just a private in the lower class I be the upper at your lawn Don Juan, when the mic's on Chief Abstract, Ace Quasimoto Fuckin' with me, you'll be finished like photo I'm sure to bust your shit like bolo Black Nation needs a team, f*ck solo I can see ya in your eyes the webness When your ass starts to cry it's redness You can witness the style that I kick from the linguistics But please come, so save it Dealin' with the try, but you never can My nigga Busta Rhymes about to get his man Ay yo, we do it like this and then we do it like that It's the Abstract with the new format We do it like this and then we do it like that It's the Busta bust with the new format [Busta] FIGARO, Figaro, Figaro Bust yo shit, scar yo windpipes and make me break yo elbow Put my foot in your ass slow Feel the force like a race horse or like a heard of buffalo Teel me why you be actin' soft Freak the Spanish flow Like Julio ?Lepingpacndahoe? Freeze like chilly Willy the Eskimo Vigilante like Steven Segal Now bust the desperado You fuckin' with the all time pros While the zoom lens ammorate niggas from transistor radios Mission Impossible without expose Once I diagnose those who be creepin' blow 'em off they tippy toes Sorry, fake nigga that's how it goes Sport the suede-front bullet proof vests in case You complicate my dough Handle situations pronto While appearances got you all hearin' this when I be doin' cameos Shit be Wild Hot like Tabasco F*ck the fool-ass nigga trespass and caught him in my last zone Stick a nigga bad like the last hole Runnin' up on muthafuckas late night jumpin' out the astro No, No,No,No,No If you violate I start to dictate just like Fidel Castro Make you dreadlock yo' afro And when I'm done I ride of with theme music by my man D'Angelo We make the shit Wild Hot [Chorus: x3]
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Written by: LALO SCHIFRIN, BUSTA RHYMES, KAMAAL IBN JONATHAN DAVIS FAREED
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