O's, N's, why's this is just a tease before my album No bum is out, I'm out to parlay you Fritos One chip off the block, so bust it down, bust the sound
flag, let the pants sag, fuck a drag (I'm a puff the whole bag) Yeah, it's the low down and I'm the Low-key, The O.G. niggas know me (True) So take it
trigger bust a nigga, yellow motherfucker nigga Ready to fill and spill a drink, I'm drunk go and weed it up And I'm talkin' about go like I'm smokin
big Bad Ass in this motherfucker, see y'all niggaz know the half Still representin' the O, homey the Eastside, nigga 100th Ave Unfuckwittable, see all we bust is rhymes
place where the rhymes is invented So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke See how I was flowin' on my last cassette? Rapid-fire like I'm blastin
them sick white boys the court committed To the death of me, I'm spaz like I'm on Ecstasy Drop 100 bars for real like I'm lookin' for a deal If I ain
Now I'm trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it... I'm Infinite Verse 2: Bust it, I let the beat
flows who used to flip O's and run G for days used to see how I get hoes I'm international, I get my dick licked round the globe I'm sick right into
above naturally And I'm a fan one love Can I get yeow! Yeow! Can I get another one yeow! Yeow! I'm representin' for the T-Dot O, O! Aiyyo can I get
, I wrote this song for you For you, and you, for all y'all Y'knahmsayin'? I'm sittin' back watchin' Kanye video And I see the same *** That was in the homeboy Busta Rhymes
CLASSIC! Busta Rhymes is CLASSIC! Dinco D is CLASSIC! Charlie Brown is CLASSIC! Milo in the Dance is CLASSIC! Backspin is CLASSIC Cut to the Monitor,
believe in me made Charlie B Take a risk and y'all see I shot for the stars and you know I caught it Dinco D, Busta Rhymes, and Milo saw it Two years
sacred and pure Adverse, Zig-Zag, check it came to bust a new rep Rap, Busta Rhymes, or bust this wicked rhyme Yeah y'all in '92, I'm packin' my roach
the street And they saying My name is Sharina, my name is Busta My name is Tonia, my name is Busta My name is Dianna, my is Busta And what do you take
work Okay, she is gone so I jet to the phone Let the whole world know nobody's home It's Busta Rhymes and I'm feeling irie Come on over 'cause I'm having
, Charlie go Charlie. Go Busta, Busta Go Busta. You know we got style Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco Go Charlie, Charlie go Charlie. Go Busta, Busta Go Busta
I'm missin my shit, they think I'm crazy Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy L.O.X. hold the hammers
then rhyme, go play; you lil punk ass niggaz, y'all can scream and yell all you want I feel like I'm battlin' Keenan & Kel You, BITCH, none o' y'all