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Song Details
Artist(s)
  • Busta Rhymes
  • Album(s)
  • When Disaster Strikes (buy)
  • Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
    Yes it's coming back to me

    The B-U-S-T-A, HEY!! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
    Yes it's coming back to me
    (repeat 3X)

    The B-U-S-T-A, HEY!!

    Salute in sight/site, or get caught in the crossfire
    Crush and trip the circuits, my niggaz is haywire
    For sure corny nigga your time will soon expire
    Retire cause your name ain't no longer on the flyer
    You abuse your every blessing, go say another pray-er
    Still on the first floor, I take you a level higher
    Your Miss O'Hara a la sweater smear off your mascara
    Can't take the heat, switch to eyeline, yo call Sara
    Rhymes penetrate the flesh and effect the bone marrow
    Your dry spell flows sound like they stranded in de Sahara
    Smoke bombs, salute all my niggaz who smoke charms
    Let's take it to the garden or fields and smoke out the fat farms
    OD'ing on the beat like the needles up in my arm
    Then I whip your ass if you do not listen just like your moms
    When I count to five, by the time I open my palm
    I'ma fuck you up, like the United States got by Vietnam
    I go...

    Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
    Yes it's coming back to me

    The B-U-S-T-A, HEY!! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
    Yes it's coming back to me
    (repeat 3X)

    The B-U-S-T-A, HEY!!

    Rhyme flows cause damage on niggaz that's unforgiven
    Faggot must be getting dick in the ass yo, how ya livin?
    You must been driven two up your ass when you was in prison
    Up in the streets frontin like you hardcore, that's done forbidden
    Everytime I bomb this be predictions from Nostradamus
    Busta Rhymes to fan bombs on your head and that's a promise
    The one thing that seems to be funny yet never stated
    is that I been creatin shit niggaz think they originatin
    My displays make you feel like you need some x-rays
    My music make y'all celebrate like important holidays
    We got to break fool tactics and carry on with tradition
    Whippin in the Tahoe, and we wild in the Exhibition
    Wild bend your mindstate, smash your transmission
    With no permission, you crossed the line and catch a whippin
    Before I wash y'all niggaz down like liquid detergent
    Watch the flame before I overcook shit, and start the burnin
    So, watch me turn it on y'all niggaz that try to learn it
    Gotta work to earn it, can't come in without a permit
    So hot, the wicked shit soundin so official
    Little whistles sign with the blast of my SCUD missile
    Pass the peas international paper stackin G's
    Overseas please you drivin nothin, pass the keys
    Get subdued, watch me shoot dope, y'all know my attribute
    HUH, make y'all niggaz jump with no parachute, like

    Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
    Yes it's coming back to me

    The B-U-S-T-A, HEY!! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
    Yes it's coming back to me
    (repeat 3X)

    The B-U-S-T-A, HEY!!

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