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BUSTA RHYMES lyrics : "Street Shit"

[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah.. this one appears to be very forceful..
Very forceful.. yeah, here we go now

^!$$%z, (*##$es, where you at talk

Thug ^!$$%z let me see y'all, yeah

Hah, before we slap ^!$$%z silly with somethin
and put you out your misery and your sufferin
Uh-oh! Yeah, and just for frontin,

you got me bustin two nines
with one hand tied together or somethin
Ain't no mistakin we takin your trap

In case you ^!$$%z didn't know,
you $#&@in with the GLADIATORS of rap
On some John Reno %#@! in Professional,

how we accurate and precise when we bust
and every move is intentional
Violate and I will get at yo' $$#

And if I can't catch you track star
we'll start throwin !#@( at yo' $$#
Wait a minute ^!$$%, hold up second,

see youse a (*##$ and while we bust yo' $$#
yo' !@$)got peoples ain't even checkin
Yo y'all need to send the coroner, %#@!

Leave you lookin out a place
like youse a tourist on some foreigner %#@!
I be that ^!$$% and I love to experiment

with specific high-explosives
just to take y'all ^!$$%z out of this element, NOW!!


[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

Cause we got new %#@! for y'all

(All my ^!$$%z in the spots,
y'all know we tear the %#@! down and how we hold it ^!$$%)
And we come to take %#@! over y'all

(Yes we here to regulate
and put our foot down, the shop is closin ^!$$%)
Always rep the street for all y'all

(Constantly hittin y'all off with street %#@!
and keep y'all ^!$$%z open yeah
All my ^!$$%z, all my (*##$es) Whatcha'all gon' do now,

everytime we come with that street %#@!

[Busta Rhymes]

Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted ^!$$%z
Baldfaced straight !@$!ed ^!$$%z

Aiyyo the %#@! we do be so off the hook,
$#&@ around and get yo' leg broke
and beat all in yo' face with ya foot

We here to stay, !#@* payin a visit
I only $#&@ with certain LIVE ^!$$%z
like my ^!$$%z Tash and Xzibit

Ever since I vowed to keep the %#@! raw
I stay hittin ^!$$%z with %#@!
that'll leave they $#&@in face on the floor

Everytime ^!$$%z know when we black
Smack a ^!$$% so $#&@in hard
he'll fall and probably spin on his back

Funny how ^!$$%z'll always %#@! talk
The very next day they will notice the difference
in the way they (*##$ walk

My street ^!$$%z need to come for the ride
Cause when we step up in the place
you funny ^!$$%z need to slide to the side

I love to watch these funny ^!$$%z diminish
and while we slowly murder them ^!$$%z
they prayin on the MOMENT we finish

I take you back to the very beginnin
and beat you in yo' head from birth
and watch you grow lovin the !#@( we be bringin

Street ^!$$%z keep they mind on they dream
Focus the most on gettin they paper
and be thoroughly reppin they team

You know we quick to mash it down for some hours
Quick to leave some of these ^!$$%z shook
runnin with the rest of them cowards
And leave the rest of ^!$$%z ready to dumb
and rep the street until we all die

could give a $#&@ wherever you from, NOW!!

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[Busta Rhymes]

For all my mother$#&@ers
that live in the urban city areas
Only the urban city areas
The ghettoes
The neighborhoods where they got, delis, liquor stores

and churches right across the streets from alla that
Yeah..
Mother$#&@ers sellin weed, crack, and all of that %#@!
on the corner - it ain't the right thing to do
But ^!$$%z is put in the mother$#&@in, living conditions

that have to do that %#@!
The street mother$#&@ers
All y'all survival of the fittest mother$#&@ers, SURVIVE
This is dedicated to y'all
Street %#@!

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