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Busta Rhymes,
We got the now
on!

Hey, on, hey
Whether from all of us
You best believe rhymes more flavor than all the rest
all the mess, hardcoreness from all the stress
Gotsta get this flawless from off my chest
Whose impossible folding flow
Ain't a in the world that ain't culpable so so
I you anticipate great
Type shape real live niggas
To the utmost I toast, keep the gat closed
Run niggas to the I pack most
the gun burst quench my blood thirst
We will be leavin' you worse so one hearse
Yo, now we embellish the jealous
And they mark on now what you gon' tell us
Skydiver, short circuit just like a wire
And give it the because we got the FIRE!

All my in the place (Iyyiiiyyiiiiyyiiiiyyiiiii)
Just put your up in the air
And while we blow the spot and it hot
You got FIRE!
Jump, shake, when we come to you turn you out
It's Flipmode that keeps on right your rightest place
We got FIRE!

Rock I'm gone
Till the party's over and he turnin' the lights on
Type of shit, right inside whole crew be on
Be the bullshit, so movin' on
No I havin' it
Why you it, my flow is immaculate
Passionate when it comes to the that you have to get
Then I tackle it and kill like we Jackal and
Rob niggas and give it to the so they can raffle it
Now you can how
Afro-English broke in English
Witness how we stay hot and how we keep us
Women flawsin' the spot often
(WHAT) say (WHAT) you need to calculate
the shit off so we retaliate
Marinate, when I the hustle and carry weight
And bust up like you would have the Bleat Estate
It's the like y'all I hits for only when it counts
Black on the set and make motherfuckers
the raw types of shit
To make your bitch bug and make pull out cake
Hey I think whack yo, I stack dough, and pack a rap show
And then let all of my in the back door
And let the short circuit just like a live wire
And it the niggas because we got the FIRE!