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Busta

please, attention please
Can I everybody's attention please
So humorous, we at all ay'all
The alliance has now been formed
Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's headbanger

Swizz

Swizz Beats, who hits on streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so that my wrist's weak
Ain't shit sweet, 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs start in here
Now put your bottles in the air, then light your
Me and Busta keep it tight liposucion
Niggas that don't like me get the for frontin'
Cause one night in the club gets your on crutches
You got that whodie, I'll cock that
in the 5 with the top back on it
Stop shorty, I know you love me
sample one of my beats then owe me money
Plus you don't know me money, so the rumors
Before you the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the
Now put your in the air for the black Mozart, OH!

Busta Rhymes

(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), Jump come on
Get your hands up, (What!), now all my do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me you through it
(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), Jump come on
Get your hands up, (What!), now all my do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me you through it

Rhymes:

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my Swizz
And we be here to present
niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the floor with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all the heat
Feed y'all niggas more like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat
And you bounce how poncho will play the congo
And bang on the bongo, to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so just
I'm living for and livin' tomorrow
Open up mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest with a
Like the foul shit you and transpired right infront the impalo
Yo, the Busta Busta shock and memorable
You know we precious like minerals, and like burials

Swizz

Listen, Flipmode and Ryders bang out hits
S-W-I two Z's bang out
Bang out chicks, for fun we bang out
Y'all go to war with that bang out flicks
Now find me on two-fifth in the when it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new pair of
Thinkin' of extortin, nigga your life ain't
Your hotter than ours?, the fuck y'all snortin'
My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' and out of soda cans
(Yo Swizz, I you stole), Whoa! listen man
Mindin' my business make you a missin' man
See the and hand?, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put back on the wall
Nigga ask me no more about nuttin' you hear
scream and shout and just wild in here

3x

New York, ain't ready for it
A-T-L, ain't ready for it
Oh, Oh, Oh, they ready for it
Whoa, Oh, Oh, ain't ready for it
My

Guns bustin' plenty of them, hear that