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BUSTA RHYMES lyrics : "They're Out To Get Me"

(feat. Mr. Porter)

[Mr. Porter]

I'm just playin wit y'all ^!$$%z, I'm just playin wit y'all ^!$$%z
I'm just playin wit y'all ^!$$%z, I'm just playin wit y'all ^!$$%z!


They told me to! [echoes]

[Chorus: Mr. Porter]

They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (how I be so raaawww)
They so cold... I know... that they're out to get me
And alllll those people I call my friends, let it gooooooooo

That's why I never call on y'all, to be around
'Cause you see how this monnneeeyyy can change your friends' faaaiiittthhh


[Busta Rhymes]
Geah! See I done came a long way and now I got me a chauffeur
Keep my enemies close, keep my friends even closer

Muh$#&@ers that I grew around, thought I could rock wit 'em
Watch my cake so hard, they burn a hole in my pocket
I see 'em coming from afar because I been through so much %#@!

They plot a lot, hard or not, they see my dough come quick
Invested in my ^!$$%z, took the realtor route
Gambled on the wrong ^!$$%z, had to filter 'em out

Type of dudes that see my mother and they greet her respectful
behind her back and see her son and try to give me a quick full
It's cool though, I $#&@s wit 'em even though I ain't wit it

That's why the gats be in the house whenever ^!$$%z come visit
Serve 'em drinks and welcome all to the law
For let ya drunk friend to show his true side until ya forced to cut him off

I seen it one too many times, they disbelieved and they speechless
Sometimes having certain friends can end up being a weakness
See now my dogs turn to wolves and try to front me and surround me

Come up out they sheepskin and act all different around me

[Chorus]


[Busta Rhymes]
Listen! Sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and I choke on

how ^!$$%z steal this funny style and I was struggling broke
Even though it don't surprise me, %#@! it's still kinda funny
When I ain't have, a ^!$$% still would come and try to take from me

Instead of cutting my losses, being smart and just end %#@!
^!$$%z was trying to be loyal, just to maintain a friendship
In the wrong situation, plus there's always a sequel

I'm with the wrong muh$#&@ers, plus they 'pose to be people's
As I get more money, days get colder
I learned to realize that power only lies in the hands of the beholder

So then I start the heart-on-my-heart as I walk like a soldier
Moving so militant, you think I had a chip on my shoulder
Living by morals and principles mainly

Having heavy thoughts to a kill a brother every time a $#&@er betrayed me
But now I'm winning with the strength of the nation
I promise that they not even foreseeing the size of the %#@! they'll be facing

I'm Aftermath now, %#@!'s getting worse
Now when those same "friends" see me goin hard that %#@! be making 'em hurt


[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]

Instead they getting together with me so we both can get rich
When I'm outta town, these ^!$$%z busy tryna $#&@ with my (*##$
Same ^!$$%z spend they money 'til the %#@!'ll diminish

I hit 'em off and turn around and come right back when it finish
I said I'm tired of these ^!$$%z, that'll owe me so much %#@!
that they can't pay me back for, $#&@ all the dumb %#@!

Sometime we can't forgive whatever balances off
'Specially when ^!$$%z cross the line that ^!$$%z never should cross
Realized and thus I state the same %#@!, get the Range

The more money ^!$$%z get, %#@! around you will change
Even though ^!$$%z'll flip and say, "He the one changed"
$#&@ you, the dude'll just'll justify.. takin his %#@! from you

The more money I get, I get more dangerous stupid
'Cause I been broke before, and I refuse to go back to it
And while I sweep these ^!$$%z up under the rug with a broom

If I never see these "friends" again, that %#@!'ll be too soon
%#@! is real like every wind in my breath
And that's on everything I love, BLOOD OF MY BLOOD! FLESH OF MY FLESH!

[Chorus]

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