Lyrics:
burners (load up them burners)
Then burn a path
Put a couple bullets a motherfucker
Leave 'em in a bodybag
I chalk it up to this slum life
(slum life, slum
so much that my tooth need a filling in
Been in a Altima
Now these niggas gone know I'm the ultimate, conquering villages
Boy get yo product up
(Do It)
What It's All About
(Stop)
What it's all about
Makin' you bounce
My niggas Slum Village makin' you bounce
Busta Rhymes y'all makin' you
my hero doing life
Concrete bed, brick wall beside steel pipes
So where you from, I know where you at man
So here i come, You thinking that i'm
all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
Makin' you bounce
My niggas Slum Village makin' you bounce
Busta Rhymes y'all makin' you bounce
It's
all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
Makin' you bounce
My niggas Slum Village makin' you bounce
Busta Rhymes y'all makin' you bounce
It's
The book don't end with Malachi
Devil will win employee of the month by the dozen
'Til one score and three years from the third when he doesn't
My village
slum computer wizard
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife, like by the digits
Gorillas injected with
a choke hold
losin' control bringing drama by the boatload
it takes drama
in the pillage now of cappadonna
my split persona hit their village
As I’m clouded with Black Sour in my speakers
Fumes breathe in the shrubbery
I’m pondering if this life has
Had enough of me
Thoughts that run
[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Busta Rhymes, Slum Village
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Flipmode
the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly
I was born in a small village
I was still a child when we were raided by soldiers
Foreign soldiers
Torn from my elders, I was made to speak their
orange rags
Bucket Hats, even be witH my stunt double
My life is either jail or oxy in my cotton
You lookin' pale and so it's gon' be for the knockin'
soul's are livin'
The past ways and fast days
I remember I was a youngsta
Pops bumpin' Busta with Dilla
The Tribe and the village from
The slums really was
pictures, my trigger finger just might flick it
Take your life and them guys wit' ya can die wit' ya
I'm a fly figure (uh)
Net worth in the nine figures
Do y'all think niggas is ready for this tho
Nah, never in they life
Selfish bout my shorty like I'm Slum Village
Pockets full of dubs there ain't
side by side
And yes we get it on, one time most definitely
Further the mind, shallow waters and know life
Give me that water and love, we gotta make it
Reason I don't know cus we ain't got no dough, our whole life been broke
And still coming to attack my bro
My whole family was slaughtered, with other
[chorus]
I've never had love for the feds,
But I've always had love my slum,
I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids
So all my people
Cause mi family haffi feed ( haffi feed)
Cause mi family nah stay inna eh slums
Tell dem straight up
Go out and it my brotha
Nuff diamonds of chains love
that's the old me
Village boy living life in the big city
Riding round centre it get hot, piffy
I like getting high cause i forget my sorrows
I get fly,
side by side
And yes we get it on, one time most definitely
Further the mind, shallow waters and know life
Give me that water and love, we gotta make it
Escucho Slum Village y me siento libre
Ya vienen por mi y recien voy a vestirme
Temprano en el stu moliendo en el grinder
Esta vida rápida empieza
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