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Busta

Attention please, attention
Can I everybody's attention please
So humorous, we laugh at all
The alliance has now been officially
Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's headbanger

Swizz

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six
I be on the MP so that my wrist's weak
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in
All my thugs in the start wildin' in here
Now put bottles in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta it tight like liposucion
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for
Cause one night in the club your life on crutches
You got that whodie, I'll that forty
Flyin' in the 5 the top back on it
Stop that shorty, I know you me
Probably sample one of my beats owe me money
Plus you know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the up
or Die Volume two, smash the charts
Now put your in the air for the black Mozart, OH!

Chorus: Rhymes

(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), Jump come on
Get your hands up, (What!), now all my do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me you through it
(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), Jump come on
Get your up, (What!), now all my ladies do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me you through it

Rhymes:

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass smoking gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my Swizz
And we gonna be to present
Y'all niggas with other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the floor with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all with the
Feed y'all niggas gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat
And make you bounce how will play the congo
And on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so just
I'm for today and livin' tomorrow
Open up your mouth, I got big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest with a
Like the foul shit you waste and transpired right the impalo
Yo, the Busta Busta shock and memorable
You know we precious like minerals, and deadly like

Swizz

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff bang out hits
two Z's bang out clips
Bang out chicks, for fun we out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers that bang out
Now find me on in the summer when it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new pair of
Thinkin' of extortin, nigga your life important
Your camp hotter than ours?, the fuck snortin'
My bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of soda
(Yo Swizz, I heard you stole), Whoa! man
Mindin' my will make you a missin' man
See the wrist and hand?, got on the wall
And a in hand, I'll put your back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no about nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in

3x

New York, they ready for it
A-T-L, they ain't for it
Oh, Oh, Oh, they ain't for it
Whoa, Oh, Oh, they ain't for it
My

Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all that