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Yea. aiyyo Pat, turn up the beat just a lil' more for me bruh
Yea. [imitating the
This like Frankenstein's baby, yea

[Verse
Busta Rhymes! You know we live and in (color)
Shit hot, but just a little mo' gutter (gutter)
Smash regularly, word to my mother
Show love for the bitches and put it for my brudda (brudda)
Hot funk make it rain, close the shutter - violate
it from one of my bitches, boxcutter (cutter)
Ahh, articulate! so great
that I can bless my niggaz with shit they ('ciate)
No y'all niggaz can take a nosedive
Shit so live wanna give me a high five (five)
UNGHHH! it, it is a must we hold grands
Get with the program and fuck bitches who to hold (hands)
Foul shit, way out of
Fuck shit up leave bitches hot and drippin buckets of water (water)
Disorderly conduct, will
When the live shit on niggaz do what they wanna (wanna)
Aight bitches, now show yo'

The we droppin be sure to get y'all movin (get the fuck up)
We keep it poppin, feel how gangsta the is (we keep it boppin)
(we keep it muh'fucka)
And it ain't no the way that we gon' do this
Now what you want me to say? Say you ain't fuckin me-ahhhhhhh
(what the fuck, c'mon)

Two]
Huh, you see I got so much new hot stored
Got you givin me an award, a couple on the come up
a few, put 'em flat on they back
And laid 'em than a board, the way I make my niggaz applaud
My price tag, just to show up the
Might be you can't afford
Make you say the is my shepherd, how we astonish
forward on novice niggaz like Cedric Ceballos with a hot song
Now niggaz know we on, cock-strong
All y'all is straight popcorn, AHH!
Talk the trash, comin forth get past lie
Pass with the big horse ass (ASS)
Now ain't no stoppin how we full blast
Mix the fire with gas, that's how we put it on (smash)
No lie, never deny - so hot we the shit well done
just like a deep fish fry; UNNNGHH, snap and pop
we drop and how we keep shit comin
How we maneuver so fly (fly), so is where we gon' take it
Controllin the land, the sea
Now we control the whole sky; perhaps make niggaz
Make bitches shake they to the floor
And feel the up in my raps and your face is the gutter we slap
Make you all in your whip when you drive
I hope your seatbelt's strapped, aight niggaz! Now yo' hands up.

[Busta
Yeah, sound like. the music to Frankenberry or some shit
The fuckin. groovy and friends or somethin [laughing]