Lyrics:
bum
Sean Paul dime, keep my hair done all the time
Even got a manicurist in the booth while I rhyme
Initials on our jackets like Laverne and Sheryl
Satsu
Tokido holding that E
VO
Lution focus
Im
Pact
From air, like
Initial Lotus
I
Keep, the rhyme, timeless
Stylin’, like Rakim
Pumping up the volume
to this mindset as the pride of life
We all suffer from this thing from time to time
It's the initial reason that I tried to rhyme
Like the sun peaking
I'm King Of My Rhyme
Ahead of my time
You back of the line
I'm in the front
Not yet in my prime
Snapping your spine
The crown is mine
Bitch get up
Rap the lyric dictator
DJ Polo the fader operator
Will crush, squash, rhymes are harsh
All spectators will be brainwashed
Sons, daughters, paper
I'm the beat box original
Cool individual
Rockin' for no one some funds is my residual
Salary calories in just one rhyme
Would last any even
I'm the beat box original
Cool individual
Rockin' for no one some funds is my residual
Salary calories in just one rhyme
Would last any even
Opening Skit (Police (Initial G) vs. Protester (Mike Dynamo))
G: Officers, maintain a perimeter and hold the line
Mike: Yo why won’t they let us in
hope for those who count on initial improvement
Go
Go
Let's change that way that we live
For pac puff and big
For every person that did
We owe it all
rock moving, ghetto baby music
We eat together with the inner city coolness
Chali 2na:
Yo (Who's this?) Slicing a rhyme in square bits
Burning through
dispersing
That body rock moving, ghetto baby music
We eat together with the inner city coolness
[Chali 2na]
Yo (Who's this?) Slicing a rhyme in square
Just get on the mic, get on the mic, Mike
Let's be real and don't cloud the issue
The rhymes are dope an M.C. you must listen to
People say that
reapers
We shine in the dark blink of an eye the last spark
Get closed up, first thug nigga hold up
21st side see me rounding it up
Chorus: Busta Rhymes
the lyric dictator
DJ Polo the fader operator
Will crush, squash, rhymes are harsh
All spectators will be brainwashed
Sons, daughters, paper reporters
Receive
Flipmode bitch! Streetsweepers
Bitch! Kayslay! Greg Street! Busta Rhymes!
Streets fuck with me! Come on!
See it's unaminous that I'm
My initial's explosive (BOOM!), left my enemies' corpse exposed
Cats when they told ya, now D-Body did the work and I'm loaded
I bust for niggas
I love a late night drive thats when
I Can Freestyle and get stuff off my Mind
Each and everytime sound divine
With Rhymes hone switch tones Hear my
Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture
Exotic wine, holding nine, Picasso pictures
When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance
Bodyguard
show
I sway like Stevie, initial TC
Just get to know me, where's my money tree
呢啲叫做節旋道
Rhythm melody and flow
呢啲叫做節旋道
Rhythm melody and flow
呢啲叫做節旋道
unlocking the door
To all this hidden potential
I just made three points
Like I'm writing initials
I swear I live in the moment
The memory the memento
I'm in
satakti hai
Pehle nai Marta yeh teachings hai be
Sudhoroge nahi tum toh kya karu Mein
Kahan par hun mein esa tu puchaga saale(jaa be)
Be Jiske initial hai
cock
You feel hot I warn you, what? I never call you slut
or diss you that's why my initials is on your butt
I get it up when you need it, promise
the Farasauno
We swimmin with these sharks, yo I raked body guard
Stamp my initial in your birthmark, P.L.O
Plus like a calico, tally ho
Black expo,
rhyme? Alliteration? Repetition? You get a different one every time.
Pick up poet tree. Pick up poet tree. Pick up poet tree. Which one you gone pick?
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