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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 officially
Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's headbanger

Beats:

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's
shit sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the start wildin' in here
Now put your bottles in the air, then your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight liposucion
Niggas that don't like me get the for frontin'
Cause one night in the club gets life on crutches
You got that whodie, I'll that forty
Flyin' in the 5 with the top on it
that shorty, I know you love me
Probably sample one of my then owe me money
Plus you don't know me money, so the rumors
Before you need the 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 baby on
Get hands up, (What!), now all my ladies do it
Get your up, (What!)
Now let me walk you it
(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), baby come on
Get hands up, (What!), now all my ladies do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me walk you it

Busta

Y'all niggas try to front, send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we be here to present
Y'all niggas some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your
Before we bang y'all niggas all the heat
Feed y'all niggas more like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat
And make you bounce how will play the congo
And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the
From New to Colorado, so just follow
I'm living for today and livin'
Open up mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest with a
Like the foul you waste and transpired right infront the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta 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 two-fifth in the summer it starts
And up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
of extortin, nigga your life ain't important
Your camp than ours?, the fuck y'all snortin'
My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem
Hash smokers, more and out of soda cans
(Yo Swizz, I heard you stole), Whoa! man
Mindin' my business will 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 don't ask me no more nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and wild in here

3x

New York, they ain't 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 plenty of them, y'all hear that