Luyện nghe bài hát God Lives Through

[Intro: Busta
I always wanted to on this shit
Yea... La La La La
La La... I wanted to sing that shit

1: Busta Rhymes]
Yo, when i come with the
Like a when they speak they first words
So compelling i speak can even burst nerves
rhymes flying like the first bird
Penthouse view I help ya see the earth
I scorch the and you can search for burns
I think sick before i my thoughts hurt the words
Here i come, i come to get you what you deserve
Feed the street the shit make em want to eat the curb
Well if you lookin for me, i am, run
Because you erase me, accept it how it come
You might as well embrace me, somehow i'm never
Maybach Zeppelin, call em metallic
And while im having fun, we gotta it bouncing
Unraveling another bag of the money, keep
When a cup runeth like a broken water fountain
Here i am like i appeared at the top of the
Or here i am back from vacation, see ya boy is
Parading for the kid, they respect cus the
Invading so incredibly like im local homes
Connect the hoods like a global phone
so magical how i hold my own or with my brother cmon
Or when i hold the chrome, merciless with my
I'm so alone, i'm in a place into i'm in a zone
wires int spots see how i get em
Got em see how i be smilin when i'm with em
Then i remind em, see i'm right em when i hit em
Cus when i kill em got them bottles in ice buckets
You we gotta chill em, touching us over the streets
See thats how got up in em, im back to my city
To put em on and make an everlasting
Impression, my people along now

[Verse 2: Dawg]
There's a million MCs that they want some
But see I sounds that make your ears go numb
Peace to Sayres Ave., yeah you how we go
My best Steven at the Home Depot
Laurelton is in the house, I can't forget
Walk past MCs like girl did to Pharcyde
I'm labeled as the cat's meow, the MC the know-how
Act you know, not now but right now
Beast of the East, on MCs I a feast
I'd eat that ass like quiche, crack a smile like
outta Jamaica, seen? Jamaica, Queens
But you could find me out in Georgia, or in between
Now if my partners look good, Malik won't look good
If Malik don't look good, then won't look good
If the Quest don't look good, then Queens won't look
But since the sounds are universal, New won't look good
Picture Phife a battle, come on, get off it
Put down the son, surrender, forfeit
Did I hear something 'bout a crew? What they do?
You better call Mr. Babyface so he can out the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll you like a fraction
Oh, you top cat MCs, I'll pop you like a zit
You wanna be the champ, you more Chief Some-shit
Big up myself every time it comes to this
MCs be running scared as if watching the Exorcist
I kick more than a crackhead from Hempstead
My styles are milk, man, you'd think I was breast-fed
You know the steelo when the diggy Dawg is on the
I dedicate this to all the MCs outta
goes for Onyx, LL, Run DMC
Akinyele, Nasty Nas and the P
You a chart, straight up and down man, there ain't no other
Nuff respect to all my peeps that the album cover
Yo, Tip don't worry none you know I get the party
Get on the mic and break 'em off a little something
Yo, Tip don't worry none you know I the party jumping
Get on the mic my man and break 'em off a something

[Verse 3:
We got the funk doody don shit, clearly it's the shit
So me, kids memorize me
Everyday, I be scrounging, I be lounging
I play the down low, very very
Aries is my sign, I know that I can
I rhyme in riddles, plus I make the honeys wiggle
Intellect is the major, heads like to wager
The skills on the hill, overlooking dollar
Man, you're crazy, you can phase me
The Ab doesn't mere nonsense, money
Life seems to need me, MCs too cheesy
With their doody ass of defeating competition
I rock to the roll man, yes, I'm a man
Bet your dollar Vinia will make you holler
As you stand at attention, did I forget to
MCs give me twenty if I sense that they act funny
Lyrics are abundant, there, I sound redundant
Just mentioning the fact that the is fat
I in the under, so honey it's no wonder
That I get plenty of tail, I even get white
bet hitting head crack, there money, take that
Breaking off, cut their bank, then I'm off
While my match my Lo hat, beat joint is mad fat
Got the cutter of the box if a kid he's ox
For tier means creator, the poetry
It's hemmed like Ross, let me tell you who's the boss

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