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Busta

please, attention please
Can I have everybody's attention
So humorous, we at all ay'all
The alliance has now officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, now official baby
another headbanger

Swizz

Swizz Beats, who on your streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's
Ain't sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs wildin' in here
Now put your in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight liposucion
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for
one night in the club gets your life on crutches
You got that whodie, I'll that forty
Flyin' in the 5 the top back on it
Stop that shorty, I you love me
Probably sample one of my beats then owe me
Plus you don't know me money, so stop the
Before you the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, the charts
Now put your in the air for the black Mozart, OH!

Chorus: Busta

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

Rhymes:

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

Swizz

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

3x

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

Guns bustin' of them, y'all hear that