Holla-Busta Rhymes

Yea, yea, this s**t sound like One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin' With a fresh box of e*****y pills for these bitches Yea, team select, please collect, G's connect Thieves n***a direct the trees to the smoke fest Wanna take a toke? Yes, the newest zone I'm inI'm like Smithsonian nigga, f**k it call me NapoleonWave the torch, cut the head off the LeviathanThe terminology I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy up in IrelandHit ya, I'm gonna get ya And drop the bomb scripture at your Barmitzvah Yo, map s**t out, blast through the speakers With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk Pimp strut and how to sky walk Moderatin' how we establish the whole conglomerate The way we honor it, you'll never conquer it See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish people Young and restless down to the old and feeble Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggaz Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin', niggaz So now you should feel the whole cathedralish bounce Put one in your stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch, nigga My vernacular is spectacular Strategic plans'll have you lookin' wacker than a postal office massacre Is that so? Make moves just like a fatso Bounce in a Minivan Astro after my gat blow Aiyyo, get up, get up, get dough Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real slow Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with that All my niggaz if you with me Yea, I see you, holla All my bitches, if you're with me Yea, I see you, holla Yea, my whole entire mind state deeper Than astronomy and mathematics like GalileoSmash you niggaz like mashed potato Back when niggaz used to rock Ballys and ClarksI used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park Barrels spray the brighter flame in the dark Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark F**kin' with diplomats who love Bailey'sMonopolize and quickly get other money f**kin' with IsraelisSo solid how we be symbolic to a handful of niggaz That be all schemin' on the same wallet Them type niggaz that be conspirin' and kidnappin' Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift wrappin' You should follow how the style switch up Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they ArchBishop You big P***y n***a actin' all hard Call me Atheist, because I don't believe in you, GodIt's like a grand feast celebratin' the bounce of the century I tote the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and architect Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi portrait is so hard to get We got the obscure s**t for the street Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat Yo, we got the obscure s**t for the street Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat Aiyyo, get up, get up, get dough Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real slow Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with that All my niggaz if you with me Yea, I see you, holla All my bitches, if you're with me Yea, I see you, holla Holla at me now, c'mon Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a little brown stew chicken Dr. Dre niggaz, yea