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Busta Rhymes

Trevor Tahiem Smith, Jr., (born May 20, 1972), better known by his stage name Busta Rhymes, is an American rapper, producer and actor. Chuck D of Public Enemy gave him the alias Busta Rhymes after NFL wide receiver George "Buster" Rhymes. Early in his career, he was known for his wild style and fashion, and today is best known for his intricate rapping technique, which involves rapping at a fast rate with lots of internal rhyme and half rhyme, and to date has received eleven Grammy nominations for his musical work. About.com included him on its list of the 50 Greatest MCs of Our Time (1987–2007), while Steve Huey of Allmusic called him one of the best and most prolific rappers of the '90s. In 2012, The Source placed him on their list of the Top 50 Lyricists o… more »

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1999

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featuring Busta Rhymes  G Dep  Mr. Bristal 

[Lil' Cease] 
Uh  yeah 
All my BK niggas  uh 
All my niggas on the corner 
Pull your macks out 
All my jail niggas  maxxed out 
B.I.G. niggas 
Forever  nigga 

What  yo  yo  yo 
Nigga what  uh  my gun busts like phone numbers (uh huh) 
Seven shots  tear the roof off you gold Hummer (yeah) 
My shit drop  it's gon do Hooty numbers 
Blow Fish  I'm gonna be hotter than the summer 
I got bread now, niggas wonder (uh huh) 
Who I'm writing for, who this nigga, faggot promoter? 
I'm just smarter, I play my game like a hand of Poker 
It's a millon in the stash, bitch, check the sofa (check the sofa) 
It's two mil' in the closet, on the left of the loafers (uh huh) 
When I come through, niggas P.Y.P. like soldiers (yeah) 
I'm the type that hold dough like Tommy (Hilfiger) (uh huh) 
F*ck a bitch like (Martin) then tell her it's over (it's over) 
Kicked her out my chromed out Rover 
I squeeze gats outta 'sonovas, Cease takin' over (uh huh) 
>From here to North Dakota, speed bump, chrome on the roller 
Like bears that's Polo, we come out when it's colder 

1- [Busta Rhymes] 
Ey, yo (yo) 
Feel the ruff (ruff) 
Scandlous (lous) 
The more weed smoke I puff (puff) 
The more dangerous (us) 

Yo (yo) 
Feel the ruff (ruff) 
Scandlous (lous) 
The more weed smoke I puff (puff) 
The more dangerous (us) 
c'mon 

Feel the ruff (ruff) 
Scandlous (lous) 
The more weed smoke I puff (puff) 
The more dangerous (us) 
c'mon 

Yo, feel the ruff (ruff) 
Scandlous (lous) 
The more weed smoke I puff (puff) 
The more dangerous (us) 

[Mr. Bristal] 
What, Cris flow 'ever, nigga, you know what that mean (uh) 
Cock and squeeze, don't talk, when I roll in the scene 
My man was yappin' to this nigga, got caught up in between ('tween) 
That-a happen to any nigga that go against me (uh) 
Do y'all want beef (uh uh) or do y'all want peace? (uh uh) 
y'all don't really want to see me take it to the streets (uh uh) 
When we do, nigga, we get deeper than the sea (c'mon) 
Bodies fell, floatin' way out in Tennesee (yeah) 
Can't handle one, so why ask for ten of me? (uh huh) 
And went up by the enemy, leave them a memory 
Just like Kennedy, from state-to-state, city-to-city 
There where the grimy and gritty once told by Frank Nitty 
What's the dilly? Niggas still frontin' Willy 
Actin' like they ahead o' the game 
Put the four-point-six in the Range (c'mon) 
Itchy like wearin' wool in the rain 
And keep it simple nigga, but with me, it's just plain 
Like Eminem's rhymes is rim, DJ's keep spinnin' them (spinnin' them) 
If they ain't down with the fam 
I ain't really feelin' them (I ain't feelin' them) 
Especially if they got something to say about Cease and them (Cease and them) 
So for now, with the and-one, that's how we greetin' them 

Repeat 1 

[G-Dep] 
I got a lot to gain, these cats playin' and it's not a game 
It is a game but I forgot you playin' (I forgot you playin') 
Forgot your name, forgot your claim (uh) 
But I remember when the bullets stopped your brain 
And like, got your chain 
It's plain simple, use your brain tissue (uh huh) 
Or you could remain cripple, wishin' they ain't hit you (yeah) 
Not inofficial, y'all niggas counterfeit 
Shot about seventeen natural, something's bound to hit (huh) 
Bounded with a team of shakers to see the paper 
Then blow like Anita Baker, if you need it, just make it 
If you need to wake up, holler 
I Kiss the Girls to make them holler, make them bounce 
Anything to make a dollar, y'all understandin' me (uh) 
I just do it, I ain't the one to plan it 
Just hide it under the table, shit, I'm underhanded (uh huh) 
Perfected the nine, perfected the line (yeah) 
Nasty, perfected with lime (yeah) 
Busted with paper, infected with rhyme 

Repeat 1 to fade 

[Lil' Cease] 
Yo, yo, feel the ruff, nigga 
Uh, Flipmode 
Uh, Brist, my niggy 
Garfield, Big Nash 
All my niggas thuggin' it 
Feel the ruff, nigga 
Uh, D-Roc 
Yeah 
Are you gon' feel this nigga? 
Told you, don't stop now

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