Busta Rhymes lyrics

Busta Rhymes lyrics

"Make Noise lyrics"

Stuck Up lyrics
(feat. CJ) [CJ] Yo Eve, where you at man I'm tires of talkin' to this answering machine shit I seen you earlier but you know you was with them Ruff Ryder niggas I ain't really fuckin with it like that shit [Eve] Yo, yo nigga if you shy move on Only room for a thug that can hold on Keep me right in the night, early in the morn I need a dog that

(feat. Lenny Kravitz)

Hoo, hah, hoo, hah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Rock star shit niggas
From the street, to the stadium
From the street, to the stadium
From the street, to the stadium niggas
Now c'mon!

[Verse 1]
Bouncing, everytime I be hittin y'all niggas with shit
That be makin y'all niggas really wanna black up in the fucking spot
We keepin hot for my niggas fresh up off the block
Now all my people bust a shot BLOW, BLOW, BLOW!
Bus a Bus is back all in your face and I'm back to replace
And lace y'all niggas with shit that'll totally erase
These other corny niggas up outta your head
As far as I'm concerned none of them niggas can fuck with the dreds
WHAT, WHAT, WHAT!
Yeah, yeah, I be keepin it movin, and be keepin it gr
Musical Monkey lyrics
i've got a fanzine so i should know everything about every band i turned punk 2 years ago i tell my subjects i'm d.i.y. i'll call your band a sellout & i'll tell convienient lies i've got a lot of staples and to much... time to trash a band they fucking blow since i wasn't on the list i didn't make the show oh well no major labels they really suck except
oovin
Rep for my niggas by showin and provin
That we the illest when it comes to this here
Now go get the drinks, go get the blunts, and get the fire
What you say? YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!
What the fuck is bounce up in your truck when you start to conduct
Yourself in a way that be makin you wanna fuck
Wild out in the spot, and get to actin like savages
Tell the one who manages the spot, I got the damages
HO, HO!

[CHORUS 2X:]
I know y'all niggas want it (I know y'all bitches want it)
WHAT
I know y'all really need it
HO
The shit to keep you bouncin
WHAT
To keep the party heated
Make Noise, Make Noise, Make Noise, Make Noise, c'mon!

[Verse 2]
Busta Rhymes givin it to y'all niggas so check me out
While I pick up my crew and pick up Rah D
Angels Cry lyrics
All the world is but a child screaming over all your words No one hears your pain there way to busy for concern (oh) And the days become weeks and the months turn to years You gotta know by now that only God sees all these tears (oh) When you cry cause it hurts dosnt mean that your not there Because a lot in heaven Angels cry with you (oh) When you shout about the way you feel 1000 lies th
gga
I'm talkin 'bout how we be puttin it down wit my Flipmode familia
That's a fact we comin through, so step back
MOVE, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!
Get the fuck up off of me and please release me from my shackle
Watch me and my crew and how we tacklin corner the market
Y'all niggas know exactly how we about to spark it
Makin all of you the target, BLAU, BLAU, BLAU!!
See how we be keepin it comin regardless whatever the reason
It never matters whatever the season
Now peep how we wildin', and breezin on through
When you know that we will keep it together whatever, get the cheddar
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!!
Yeah now, lemme continue to talk to my people and continue
To blow the roof off the building and right before we get to
Wreckin the spot everybody climb up on something and tear the l
Whoa lyrics
whoa [13x's] This nigga must be crazy, think he could get up on A.P. like that uh uh check it out [verse 1:] This be the day that i never forget driving in my bentley sipping on my way bangs in the trunk and i heard my my chest blinged all out and its all on my neck I went to the crib about 2:00 forgot my keys so i had to knock noone came to the front
ghts
Up off of the ceiling, BO, BO, BO, BO!!

[CHORUS 2X]

Hoo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ha, Busta Rhymes, Lenny Kravitz, Make Noise now, c'mon!
From the streets, to the stadium, Busta Rhymes, Lenny Kravitz
Here we go now, Make Noise now, everybody now, c'mon!
Ha!

[Verse 3]
How's about to keep it kinda raw and just give it to motherfuckers
And how we smash it and cash it we rip it from motherfuckers
You know we got it, you niggas know we rockin
And get all up in your pocket, YO, YO, YO!!
Yeah, yeah me and brother named Lenny Kravitz
We tearin it down and blowin the spot in the Jacob Javitz
However you wanna do it grab the gas and the matches and start the fire
Take it up a little higher! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!!

[CHORUS 2X]