Busta Rhymes lyrics

Busta Rhymes lyrics

"Abandon Ship lyrics"

Cease To Exist lyrics
Doomsday befalls. Awakened by sirens, the fifteen minute warning.ICBMs scream from their silos into thesky. Warheads detonate over their targets.Nuclear blasts incinirate city after city. Swept away by the shock of theexplosions humankind dies in agony.Ash blocks the sun from penetrating the choked atmosphere.The global temperature dropsinto nuclear winter. Below, radiation poisoned air,soil and water is all that's to be found.By what is left of who is leftfires burn from the haze of a darkened world.Charred skins hangs from the bones of survivors as they struggle trh

(feat. Rampage the Last Boy Scout)

[Busta Rhymes]
UHHHH!! You don't know what we doin right here!

[Intro/Chorus One: repeat 2X]

One two three we gon' turn it out
And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout
We gonna hit you with the shit we got here
We gonna blow your miiiinnnd (blow your miiiinnnd)
Keep it movin like this, keep it movin like that
If I die, I'ma only come back
Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong
Don't even waste your tiiiimmme (waste your tiiiimmme)

[Chorus Two:]

You niggaz talk shit then abandon ship
Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship
Niggaz talk shit, then they abandon ship
Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship

[Verse One: Rampage the Last Boy Scout, Busta Rhymes]

I 8Off like the Assassin, now I'm blastin I'm takin over
Stick you for your blue Range Rover
I told ya, Rampage a real live soldier
Been in the game, sinc the age of thirteen
A microphone fiend, so I'm goin to see my P.O.
It's August the 1st, so I guess I'm a Leo
My P.O., look like Vanessa Del Rio
She pulled my rap sheet,
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the show. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! I'm so beautiful you've gotta believe it I am beautiful. I'm so beautiful can't you see? Look at me! I said: I'm so beautiful Well everybody's welcome to this point of view. We're all beautiful can't you see? High fe
just like, Neo Geo

Hahahaaa! I always roam through the forest
Just like a brontosaurus, born in the month of May
so my sign is Taurus, kick you in your face
like my fuckin name was Chuck Norris, make you sing my chorus
Rock to the beat and then, turn into a walrus
You remain nameless, my victory remains flawless
Acting like you wild, but I know you really harmless
While your time is coming, I make the fat shit regardless

Many niggaz wanna know when the Ramp return
Yo I'm gettin phone calls from that nigga Howard Stern
He wants to know about my Flip Mode click
The way we get down and BUST NIGGAZ SHIT
LP after LP, we make G's
I run up in your ganks den take you for your keys
I'm not lying or joking, you get broken
Dead in Flatbush, back to Roanoake and...

People always askin me, how your shit be sellin
For makin shit guaranteed to bust your fuckin melon
Police throwed me up on charges like I was a felon
There was no tellin, when I was strikin had you swellin
Cruisin in my Lands, watch the police how they be gellin
Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smellin
Yo FUCK THAT! You best believe there ain't no time for dwell
Morgengrauen lyrics
Die Dunkelheit umschlingt das Licht breitet sich aus denn ein Tag zerbricht in den Nebeln der Vergangenheit entsteht ein Krampf der alle Sinne bet?ubt Zeit steht still an jenem Ort sakrale K?lte ruft Scheu hervor Illusionen verdr?ngen Wirklichkeit zerstreuen die Zweifel an der Aufrichtigkeit die D?mmerung die D?mmerung bricht herein die D?mmerung die D?mmerung bricht an die Zeit zerrinnt in der Hand der Sterblichkeit ein Tag stirbt ab wenn die K?lte ihn erreicht Schreie erf?llen diesen k?ltesten Raum immer wieder erneut sie prophezeien das Grauen durch Zeilen der Predigt finden sie ih
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If you ain't makin noise you need to kill the fuckin yellin

[Chorus One]
[Chorus Two]

[Verse Two: Rampage, Busta]

Yo, yo, yo I run up in your set like a New York city...
I can't slip, I beat you down with my vice grip
Your lost, that means you way off course
No remorse, I'm gettin five in The Source

I be saddleback biting motherfuckers like a horse
Turn and toss, niggaz all up in my applesauce
Watch me reinforce, my shit feel good like intercourse
Ever since I was a shorty rockin Hugo Boss

Aiyyo bust it Bust (why) you just made my day
If you didn't put me on I'd be locked like O.J.
Now I'm writin rhymes hittin shorties everyday
In the full runnin drinkin ice Tanqueray
I don't eat pork I take a fish fellet
Now I'm knockin out niggaz from .. to .. touche!
Now I'm goin back around the way
I'm rippin shit, like my name was Marvin Gaye

Yo, now I'm back with more Bionic like my name was Colt Seavers
Got you niggaz open like a bunch of wide receivers
Time is on the meter, go clean your act up in the cleaners
Chickenhead, give me some of your chicken fajitas
Yo I beg your pardon, I wr
Afrikan Buzz lyrics
Seh mi love seh mi love seh mi love afrika adda man adda man ashed blood and fire me ago show you weh mi a deal wid wid de mike ina me han yafi stop all the violence and the badaration ina south afrika all you hear a pam pam dem a teef all de goal and dem a look fi diman a de roots of the life dat you mus understand anna deso me come from misa champion mi seh afrikan afrikan afrikan everybody use de name fi have some carn ina dem han me no deal wid dat ca misa righteous man an me se dat a so'um weh di people mus understand seh de land is so green jah man so green is de land me no chec
te my rhymes way past the margins
Squeeze the Charmin, peace to one million men marchin
When you talk shit you really don't know what you startin
Now your shit is done like a fuckin empty milk carton

It's on for the nine-six, mad shows at the Ritz
Now we got you open like Fixx
Stickin to your stomach like Quaker Oat Grits
Fisherman hat with my brand new kicks
On the low, I still rock my Girbauds
See the show, I got my nickel plated fo'-fo'
All my rough niggaz open the do'
Cause Boy Scout brings the ruckus and I'm still hardco'

Yo, when I walk streets you know my blade's a little sharper
Fuck Peter Parker, I cross you like a magic marker
Everytime I hit I always hit a little harder
Blazing to the point where niggaz look a little darker
Catching suntans from my music, fans understand
Making fat shit, I always love to lend a helping hand
Organized rhyme unit like the Poison Clan
While your ride is busted, I be your luxury Sedan
Number one nigga in the chain of command
Breakin fool in school like my nigga Geechie Dan
Aiyyyyyo, I see intruders on my scan
Singin at your funeral like Bobby Bluebland

[Chorus One]