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(featuring Rhymes)
Busta Rhymes (Method Man)]
Aiyo, (What up, fam?)
You know Busta-Bust had to see you, God, it's good to see you, God
(Good too see you too, God)
Let's take the streets for a ride (Okay, we ridin' high)
Yeah, you better light your L, smoke L
And (kiss the sky)
Huh! And if you disrespect the Bust or Meth (find their mentor)
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a time
(Yeah, aiyo) on!

Man]
I came to bring the pain, hard to the brain
Tical... I'm bustin' ass again
I burn acid rain, that acid slang
niggaz try'nna see how I come ash again
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for
Be in hell with Dazel and just for the hell of it
And I ain't yellow kid, hot as kettle get
Now if you ain't with that, you must be celibate
Spaz! Just a little, got a sack fizzle
Little in the middle, where it at? In the middle, yup
Mommy if you got a fat ass, it jiggle, yup
Put it in my video shot by Little X
And gon' work til their ain't any left
I'm tryin' get I'm worth and not a penny less
Think (come on) bank cash (come on)
do it with your stank ass (just come on)

[Chorus: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Make you rob somebody (what?) somebody (what?)
Stomp (what?) slap somebody (what?)
Make you wanna to the bar and sip Bacardi (what?)
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the (what?)
Brooklyn (come on!) (come on!)
Queensbridge down to Island (come on!)
Bronx, nigga (come on!) (come on!)
To and every hood what's happening? (come on!)

[Interlude: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Yeah... let 'em talk, nigga, on Bust
(Aiyo, Meth, let me get at niggaz) Yeah!

[Busta
Now watch me back your up, I hope your people pull up
And pick up and pack your up, homey, it's time to move
While I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve you of all of
Figure seating sketching, never believe in your (come on!)
Go head and babble you can watch me waiting
Aimin', attackin', instead I'mma let one of my bitches you
I watch you when your niggaz'll try
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely of a sleeping giant
(Very defiant), once I give you the
And then I it and then your breathing is stop and totally quiet (sss..
oh)
of this ship, so call me the pilot
I leave you and your crew to with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, just a herd of a thousand cattle
That'll travel over your face and frazzle your
Shot you, worst than a brick and then be you
And get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga!
This make you..

[Chorus: Busta

[Interlude: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Haha, that's the truth... my
(Nigga, listen, listen, let me talk) Let me talk! (huh)

[Busta (Method Man) {both}
you see what I got for you now
(Shake big fat ass in front of me now)
To all my high bidders (to all my niggaz)
{We here to blackout, follow the now
feel my heat, and you know I'm gonna
Just keep the street, but did you
Know when you bout to lose it, my
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my

Rhymes]
See the police (what?) Fireman coming (what?)
Street niggaz to riot and start dummin' (what?)
I love to see it, you and your man frontin' (what?)
Me and step to you, quick! And smash somethin' (what?)

Man]
Now who is he? Dope M.C. killin cowards
Wack niggaz get pimp slapped, give me some
Click-clack, one in your back, now think it
Get back, runnin' your gap, I allow it

[Busta
Well every nigga (set it off) you know we seeing it God
The streets be needing niggaz me and you, God
Aiyo, I think we're up, it from here, we got a mile, yo
Logical, we should of done this a long time ago

[Method
I got that shit that rappers shit in they shoes
Nasty M.C., I spit flows and spit in food
Man, don't tempt me, I'm nothin' like a child
I'm simply, a boy in the hood, with childs (this shit'll make you)

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes & Man)]

[Outro: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Every day, every rotation, with it! (Let me talk... come on, hah)
(Aiyo God) Yeah, lord? (Flipmode/Wu-Tang, nigga, ain't some shit?)
some shit, absotruthly, Busta Bust! (Meth Tical!)
Yeah... (yeah, let me know when you wanna do again, God)
Shit we can do that right now, out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah!