Busta Rhymes

[fox69]

"Poetic Justice"
(feat. Q-Tip & Janet Jackson)

"Poetic Justice"
(feat. Q-Tip & Janet Jackson)



[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Look, tell me what you really wanna see
I had the greatest experience, you can have video, what's it gonna be?
I had to say it wowing, my heartbeat started pounding
Walked on the set while she got dressed and cocked wings on her outfit
Janet, why you doing this to me?
At the time I couldn't believe we both were starring in this movie
You in my video, you know a nigga loved it
I spent 2.4 million on the fucking budget
All my jewelry flooded, see how the kid was on?
First rap nigga album you've ever featured on
And I was weak in the Lord, despite the things we said
My first words to Hype Williams is "I can't believe this dream"
Shot a solo scene, I tried to make mines better
But I love when we shot together, and we rubbed up on each other
But I'm a little jealous, Tip, your tongue went in her mouth
In that Poetic Justice movie, from what I can account
You know what we be 'bout...
Any time, huh?
Any place, baby?

Now, you know, at the time, I was really
I really had my crush on shorty, man, you know what I mean?
Yeah, I was in love with shorty since she was Benny
and all that on Good Times and shit, you know what I mean?
Ayo, come one, you's a fucked up dude for doin' that to me, man
You broke my heart with that, man

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
Come on, Buss, you know how many dudes say that to me? Like...
Once a day, girl, truly
We grew up with her through the lens of a camera
Didn't have much, but dare said I'm having her
Shorty was the joint, here's my case and point
Me and 'Pac rollin' L's in the trailer
Both of us get to scheming how to nail her
First movie about to come out in the theater
Pleasure principle, butt to the makeup truck, so ill I gave her my code
We kissed, I took her control, we swapped as all the film rolled
A marathon, we kept this good thing going, sunset, the moon, it came on
In my mind it would prolong
Listen, the scene was deaded, but I wanted my own edit
Me and Justice kissing keep it going, two pros with credit
A memorable summer in '92 out in Cali
When I got back up top my niggas asked about the fatty
And did I smash her madly, to that I had to answer
Negative, but I'd give anything to be her dancer
A captivating lady, I used to be her baby
Good Times, they never fading
Look back and celebrate Poetic Justice

[Outro: Janet Jackson]
At any time, and any place, I don't care who's around
At any time, and any place, I don't care who's around
In the thunder and rain, you stare into my eyes
I can feel your hand moving up my thighs
In the thunder and rain, you stare into my eyes
I can feel your hand moving up my thighs

 

[fox69]

"Prelude To The Truth"
(performed by Reek Da Villian & J-Doe)

"Prelude To The Truth"
(performed by Reek Da Villian & J-Doe)



[Intro: Reek Da Villain]
Yeah yeah yeah, Bussa Buss, is you with me?
(There's just one thing I wanna say)
J-Doe, is you with me?
(There's just one thing I wanna say)
Tiger Woods, is you with me?
(There's just one thing I wanna say)
Flizzy Whoa is you with me?
(There's just one thing I wanna say)
Yeah, Rozay is you with me?
(What goes around comes back around again)
Strong Isle is you with me?
(What goes around comes back around again)
New York, is you with me?
(What goes around comes back around again)
Quiet Storm, is you with me?
(What goes around comes back around again)
Conglomerate, is you with me?

[Verse 1: Reek Da Villain]
Here goes the villain and you know we don't fake it
If it ain't dead presidents he don't chase it
Laying in a Bentley, or swerving in a Benzy
Two-tone chain, black and white Spud McKenzie
These mashed-potato niggas all mushy
At the round table with each other paying footsy
Try to style on me, play me like I'm Cookie
But revenge is the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
Now I'm layin' in the yard with a Mack 10
One of my five shooters with me, John Paxton
Soon as he pulled up, the car, made it back spin
Transformed from a black man into Mike Jackson
Skin all white like he Michael (Michael)
Fucked nigga, life is a cycle (cycle)
How you drive your mom in a hearse
If my 38 special revolve 'round your earth?

[Hook:]
What goes around comes back around again
What goes around comes back around again
What goes around comes back around again
What goes around comes back around again

[Verse 2: J-Doe]
They say what goes around... come back around
They used to laugh at me for rappin', but who laughing now?
They see me stylin' on the TV and the magazines
Which only mean one thing (what?) stackin' green
My flow on fire like I lit it up with gasoline
Was so inspired by No Limit, now I'm Master P
At least that's what these hoes call me
But that's because I'm balling with no Spalding
My style is similar to no other (no other)
I'm bound to get it, word to my mother
You need Fire Marshall Bill, In Living Color
'Cause I'm burnin' shit down, year round, 'til summer ('til summer)
For those who never heard me before
Welcome to the fan club with J-Doe
Never in the box, always chains froze
I won't stop 'til I'm on top, let's go

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Pressure"
(feat. Lil Wayne)

"Pressure"
(feat. Lil Wayne)



[Hook]
Yeah we see you buss a bottle at your little table stunting
and we coming by the bar and get to fucking up your fronting
Putting pressure on ‘em
We puttin’ pressure on ‘em
We puttin’ pressure on ‘em
We puttin’ pressure on ‘em
Okay we see you in your Phantom acting cocky with your mrs
Yeah you ballin’, til you see us pull up with 9 of them bitches
Puttin pressure on ‘em
We puttin’ pressure on ‘em
We puttin’ pressure on ‘em
We puttin’ pressure on ‘em

[Busta Rhymes]
Eh, eh-yo, when we do this shit
Now tell me why is you competing
When I be that type of nigga that get money when I’m sleeping
And when I’m farting and shittin’ I cop countries on the weekends
So ambitious my accountants got continence when I’m eating for me
Bussa buss the most diamonds and start retreating and beat the street up
Shit be sounding remarkable when I’m speaking homie
Huge rechargable batteries, bitch I’m tweaking
Short circuit electric chair voltage is every feature [?]
Like I’m short for breath drowning in money rushes
Fuck a blunt bitch I’m inhaling muffle, smoke from buses?
I defend my money like soldiers, I come to punish
Defence mechanisms from infections the way that puss is
Aint no fucking around, I’m frontin, get it
As for getting this bread, I’m like vomit so disgusting with it
Here’s my other alias, don’t forget it
Call me snow blower, blowing this bread like it’s nothing with it

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
Weezy F baby man, I gotta put the pressure on ‘em
Young Money the special team, we so Devin Hestor on ‘em
Right up on your girl lips, got my dick resting on ‘em
Soon as it woke up, it came and left it on ‘em
Swag with no effort on him
Quicker than a leopard on ‘em
If he got beef watch me sprinkle salt and pepper on ‘em
No spinderella, just plenty metal for any fellow
Semi settle everything for me and everything for me
Smoking on that G13 and everything funny
Especially y’all bitch ass niggas, kiss ass niggas
Blood gang, 6 flags nigga, no rollercoaster
Real shit, we hold the bread, the hoes hold the toasters
Young Casanova, I bend they asses over
She say my dick stronger than a six pack of cola
Man I’m so fly, I got arachnophobia
Pressure bust pipes but Weezy bust twice

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Proper Leaders (Skit)"

"Proper Leaders (Skit)"


Yo, let us talk about being leaders
Or, let us talk about leading anew
How about, let's talk about
Being a leader of the new school

I do want us to look at how leaders are made, right?
So, leaders are not being made
In the same way that they used to
And when leadership is being made [?]
There's no sacrifice, there's no scarring
There's no embedding of pain
There's certain things that have to go into leadership
That will sustain it
Leadership is not all popularity
It is not all fun
...Doin' things behind the shadow of a leader, right?
And another leader...
So, part of my gifting to this generation
Is to invite them to know
That there is a season and a time for everything, right?
And do not rush your time, do not rush your time
Some things have to be made through pain
And not just through the glamour of life
As we have here today
(Wow; Say it again; Preach!)

As we always aspire to aspire
More greatly
Just know, there will always be
Only one leaders of the new school. Forever!

 

[fox69]

"Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See"

"Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See"


Ahh yeah.. Flipmode..
Here we come..
Bout to bust and explode..

Flipmode.. Busta Bus.. (huh, what?)
Nine-seven (c'mon, what?)
Hot shit (hah hah)
Check it out

[Verse One: Busta Rhymes]

Hit you with no delayin so what you sayin yo? (uh)
Silly with my nine milli, what the deally yo? (what?)
When I be on the mic yes I do my duty yo
Wild up in the club like we wild in the stud-io (uh)
You don't wanna VIOLATE nigga really and truly yo (uh)
My main thug nigga named Julio he moody yo (what?)
Type of nigga that'll slap you with the tool-io (blaow!)
Bitch nigga scared to death, act fruity yo (uh)
Fuck that! Look at shorty, she a little cutie yo (yeah)
The way she shake it make me wanna get all in the booty yo (whoo!)
Top miss, just hit the bangin bitches in videos (huh?)
Whylin with my freak like we up in the freak shows (damn)
Hit you with the shit make you feel it all in your toes (yeah)
Hot shit got all you niggaz in wet clothes (take it off)
Stylin my metaphors when I formulate my flows (uh)
If you don't know you fuckin with lyrical player pros, like that

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

Do you really wanna party with me?
Let me see just what you got for me
Put all your hands where my eyes can see
Straight buckwhylin in the place to be
If you really wanna party with me
Let me see just what you got for me
Put all your hands where my eyes can see
Straight buckwhylin in the place to be

[Verse Two: Busta Rhymes]

If you really wanna party with me.. In God We Trust (what?)
Yo it's a must that you heard of us yo we murderous (uh!)
A lot of niggaz is wonderin and they furious (what?)
How me and my niggaz do it, it's so mysterious (that's true)
Furious, all of my niggaz is serious (huh!)
Shook niggaz be walkin around fearin us (what?)
Front nigga, like you don't wanna be hearin us (no!)
Gotta listen to hot radio yo be playin us (ahh)
Thirty time a day shit'll make you delirious (what?)
Damaging everything all up in your areas
Yo it's funny how all the chickens be always servin us
All up in between they ass where they wanna carry us (what!)
Hitcha good then I hit em off with the alias (what?)
Various, chickens they wanna marry us (hah)
Yo it's Flipmode my nigga you know we bout to bust! (uh!)
Seven figure money the label preparin us
Bite the dust, instead of you, makin a fuss (what?)
Niggaz know better cause there ain't no comparin us (nope)
Mad at us, niggaz is never, we fabulous (yup!)
Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous (hah!)
Ho-shit, my whole click victorious (yup!)
Takin no prisoners niggaz is straight up warriors (what?)
While you feelin that I know you be feelin so glorious (uh)
Then I blitz and reminisce on my nigga Notorious

Like that, like that-tha-that-that
That that that, tha-that-that-that
Like that..

[Chorus: overlaps Busta chant]

If you really wanna party with me..

 

[fox69]

"Ready For War"
(feat. M.O.P.)

"Ready For War"
(feat. M.O.P.)



[Busta Rhymes]
Tri-lateral commission
Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo', Bust-Down
(AiYAHHHHHHHHH!)

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes + M.O.P.]

Everytime I take a look, the only thing I see is
MY LIVE NIGGAZ IN THE SPOT
Tell me what y'all want
GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU GOT
Y'all niggaz ready to do it
LET'S BLOW THE MOTHERFUCKIN SPOT
All my niggaz
ATTENTION.. (LOUD AND CLEAR)
WHERE MY NIGGAZ READY FOR WAR? (WE RIGHT HERE!)
GET EM (WHEN WE SPOT EM) HIT EM (KID WE GOT EM)
WHERE MY NIGGAZ READY FOR WAR? (WE RIGHT HERE!)

[Billy Danze]
I got reason to believe, some of you niggaz feel
the man isn't live and direct (GET AT EM BILL!)
LONG, breathe easy pop, this is Hip-Hop
in the HARM WAY, we do it the war way, all day
I never procrastinate (you shouldn't)
I'm from where the war games fascinate (you couldn't)
You wouldn't believe what they've been tellin me
The perfect match is jail and me
cause I was born with a felony (uh uh uh)
Fuck that! How this shit look
when a nigga stretched out, with his chest out
and a mess out in Brooklyn, HI-YAHHHHHH

[Busta Rhymes]
Y'all motherfuckers is back?!
Y'all motherfuckers don't know how to act
Y'all motherfuckers attack!!

[Billy Danze]
And those motherfuckers are wack, I travelled a rocky road
Swift to the Flipmode, quick grip for the unload
Father forgive me for my sins
but I'ma raise hell to the bitter end - I'm a soldier!

[Chorus]

[Lil' Fame]
Fuck the bullshit! I kick a bone out yo' ass
Hardrock nigga?! I kick a stone out yo' ass!
Warning, to all those, caps get peeled
quicker than e-mail to your ass sayin, "Kill kill kill!"
Curb chasin, straight lacin, with a Mac-10 blazin
Split yo' ass up like a Temptation
You cats is animated cartoons (WHO YOU?)
The return of Goodfellas Part Two
BITCH throw your fuckin guns up, put your fuckin hands down
HOT FLAMES UP, [buck you with], (BUSTA BUST DOWN)
We sneak the guns right in, y'all keep tryin
and I'ma check all pussies like a G-Y-N
Open up your can of "Whoop Ass"; I'll open up
a fresh can of "I'll Fuck Yo' Ass Up Quick Fast"
Flipmode, M.O.P. Fizzy Wo-mack, Wo-mack
Y'all know who the fuck I am!

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Aiyyo yo-yuh-yo, and now I hear no one
(you) would let less than a motherfucker fear no one
None of y'all niggaz don't really wanna fuck with the dread
The street brawler stomp your face into the back of yo' head
C'mon now, I'm quick to roast fry boil and even toast a guy
Multiply the ghosts like the world's greatest coke supply
Shit changed, you sellin WEED over the damn computer
Introduce the millenium STOMP nigga for the future
I be that prime honorary nigga
that'll voluntarily blast the last, Tom & Jerry ass nigga
And write raps to the sound of these gats
Perhaps my raps will paralyze a bitch-ass and make him collapse
Yo, see they be quick to bust they fashion of a calico
My niggaz Berkowitz and that other motherfucker Fizzy Wo'
Mashin through the city yo, and the foot it don't lie
Ready to blow this bitch up at the drop of a dime

[Chorus]

[ad libs for about 8 seconds before fade]

 

[fox69]

"Real Niggas"
(feat. Rick Ross)

"Real Niggas"
(feat. Rick Ross)



[Busta Rhymes:]
Yo
Check this out right here yo
(Jahlil Beats, Holla at me)
This about a God still gettin' it
Green Jackets, winning masters
Where your membership?
You think you go hard?
Nigga we go harder
When you see the kid
Respect the Godfather
I'm a real nigga this is for the real
I'm a real nigga this is for the real
Presidents in the same direction
When I line up my money
Couple bitches to take the time out
To line 'em up for me
Nigga tryin' to front
What the hell is they drinkin'
Don't you see I ain't do it?
What the fuck is you thinkin?
Yeah we scarin' these niggas
Face up on wanted posters
Don't compare me ('n) you nigga
See it's the God
You ain't notice?
(ahe', ahem) Gotta do it
Clear my shit up and focus
While I whip me a spacecraft
My bitch in a Lotus
Niggas know that they owe us (pay up)
Strangle niggas like boas
See the way how we get this money
And bubble like sodas
Throw it back to the future
[?]
Bitch we back feelin' super
Diamonds out of Uganda
Fine wine from Mustafa
Special bud from the Rastas
Lots of money in safe deposits
They stashed in them lockers [?]
Animal designer coats for the winter
The way I sting or I stick out
Just like a thorn or a splinter
Anything that I pick out
Is like a score for the [?]
Imported shit from Milan
Forgive me Lord for this sinnin' (I'm sayin)
We flat linin' e'ything
Understand me killa?
Headlinin' the news
You need more paper for the printer

[Rick Ross:]
(M-m-m-m-Maybach Music)
This 'bout a young nigga gettin' it
Sellin' dope for them NBA benefits
Boat I'm on lookin' like a fuckin' cruise line
Bought the same Allen Iversons two times
I'm a real nigga this is for the real
Bought the restaurant, now make my fuckin' meal
My husltin's rare
Her pussy medium-well
They rather go blind before they see me excel
Read my name on the block
They like, "What has he bought?"
Ballin' out at [?]
Richard Mosse on the wall
Niggas never attend
They only pretend
Bought a Basquiat cash
I paid 'em in tens
[?] to my Zo's
Gotta stay on my toes
Everybody just froze
Salasia in the ghost
Better pray to the Lord
Nigga payin' this rent
Shots rang out
Niggas sprayin' the Benz
But the Devil's a li'(ar)
Once again I arose
Pullin' up to my shows
Bullet holes in the Rolls
I'm ghost

(M-m-m-m-Maybach Music)
Double 'M'
Busta Bust'
Conglomerate
Long Money
Whoo!
(M-m-m-m-Maybach Music)

Yo what's good man
It's [?] ridin', you nameen?
Make sure you artists got that boom-bap in ya life man
You nameen?

 

[fox69]

"Renaissance Rap (Remix)"
(performed with Q-Tip, Lil Wayne & Raekwon)

"Renaissance Rap (Remix)"
(performed with Q-Tip, Lil Wayne & Raekwon)



[Q-Tip:]
I don't care who first or who last
I just know y'all betta rock dis at da drop of a dime, baby!
(Renaissance...)
I don't care what chy'all say or what chy'all do
But you got to be finished befo' the music is through...

[Verse 1 - Q-Tip:]
I don't think they heard me, hold up..
..So here we go, now
It be the "Midnight Maurader" on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place called Queens
I was formed with my principles, way I displayed
When I used to cool out where all the other kids played
Cause I was way too ill, I would hone my skill
Go out in the park and let my chemicals spill
Right there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, brothers would dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend would grow on the A-train line
Where rappers would gather to see my blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big, Pete, Tanya, and Sa [?]
When in the heat of the cypher, I was not liable
For all the casualties of the dutty MCs'
I split the train car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we gon' rock the dead
Night of the living MCs', the weak ones fled
C'mon Bus..

[Verse 2 - Busta Rhymes:]
Yo, yo, God body, wise intellegence
Smack niggas and wrestle with elephants
My beloved respect my benevolence
Comin like missles, the issue is this
Be the shit you can't rebel against
Then I sniff out you niggas that be hidin in bushes - whassup?
And strangle niggas like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back with hazardous weathers and blizzards
As I spit, stickin out my tongue like an iguana lizard
At you corny niggas, Animal Planet rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back wild nice (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas like food, leavin you bleedin
BEATS - rattle the speakers, like some buffalo stampedin
If you don't understand what I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm like goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches know when I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money with diamonds that's buried in Jerusalem
The Renaissance

[Q-Tip:]
WHOOO, that Busta Rhymes right there
I don'- look like sendin Raekwon in here
Where Raekwon at?

[Verse 3 - Raekwon:]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the Benzo freezin
The head-long cock block pumpin is easy
Poison medals on my neck wrists and arms
Louie luggages is bronze, a big bag of D, Happy Kwanz'
Together we the Chi-Lites to twists of the O'Jays
One line from miss'll have you leanin like roach spray
Poison up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our choice
Booklyn, Shaolin whylin in the Royces
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe hitin the cement
Chef in the buildin, yep and he been
A thousand one goons at the Rumba
Certified clients, drug money and sum'thin up giants
Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine clan in the area
Guerrillas in Louie hats, the more, the merrier
Take mines, take a hunnid nines
We be runnin out of rhymes, never bullets
Try to front and you mines
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Verse 4 - Lil Wayne:]
A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me spaz (c'mon)
Though they call me Weezy F., you gon let me pass
So ahead of my time with my next week ass
Money on the dinner table like let's eat cash
And I do it for the killers and the hunnid dolla billas
And from now on, I don't think you should stunt without a million
Dollars in the bank, I got money in the bank
Now throw yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy don't stank
You got a bullet and a shank, I got a bullet and a tank
I got fur, in my boots, and the hoody on the minks
Stop sweatin me, you should follow me, I'm directin it
Other fools break it down, I be dissectin it
EVER since I made it up out of middle America
Everybody wanna be in my genital area
But you better stay away from my chemical barrier
Weezy, baby, straight out the Cesarean, nigga
(What's it called man?) Oh yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance Rap"

[Marley-Tip:]
MAN, I ain't gon give y'all my microphone no more!
Cause y'all tear it up when you get it
Lemme see who you have
Now, you have Q-Tip, you have Busta Rhymes
You have Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on here
Man, I ain't givin y'all my microphone no mo'
Cause y'all tear it up when you get it
I just said, get a lil' somethin before the beats GO...

 

[fox69]

"Respect My Conglomerate"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Jadakiss)

"Respect My Conglomerate"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Jadakiss)



[Intro:]
Most people would consider this illegal

[Chorus:]
Since we are the best and you agree with me right?
No need to debate... the way we run shit
See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
It's Bus Rhymes! (HUH!) And I'm back
With the crack, and the thugs, and the drugs, NIGGA BLACK! (OH!)
The best to do it we only deal with the facts bitch
Blazin that I'm so amazin on the tracks BITCH!
(BOUNCE ON 'EM!) And I jump, and I skip
And I hop, and I flip over niggas like gymnastics (HEY!)
Watch the way and I'm givin the streets acid
Bastards niggas know I'm the king of the classics
Drastic measures, I'm spreadin like a rash bitch
Class is in session you 'bout to get yo' ass kicked
Emperor, of every roundtable of the house
(AND WHEN I SPEAK) Niggas respect me as leader of the councilman
God rap, God persona, God scrilla (HUH!)
God body in the flesh call me GODZILLA!
Now you know you see we be the most prominent
Dominant niggas respect my conglomerate (AHHHHHHHH!)

[Chorus: Jadakiss]
Since we are the best and you agree with me right? (Uh-huh)
No need to debate... (uh-uh!)... the way we run shit (Yeah)
See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate (Eh-HAEH!)
Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (Ha-HAEEEH!)
Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (HA-HAEEEH!)

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Yeah, uh, yeah, yo...
Workers, bosses, Ferraris, Porches
Dope fiends nauseous, crack spot
Race track, horses, big meetings at the
Round table, to discuss what the cost is
Money, change you, devils, angels
We the ones who say what you can and what you cain't do
Respect, power, kush, sour
Haze, airy, pills, powder
Gangstas, varmints, ice, garments
Don shit, real niggas who I get it on with
When I'm around, my colleagues ain't comfortable
They all got a-sick with my verses for a month or two
(Uh) Yep - wrong nigga to have a problem with
The blade first, then the bullet gon' follow it
Yeah, if you lucky, I might hollow it
D-Block, just respect my conglomerate

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Since we are the best and you agree with me right?
No need to debate... the way we run shit
See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Young Money in charge,
Yes It's Little Wayne, but the moneys enlarged.
Priorities Young Money & God,
Now they wanna know how I be getting money on Mars,
Cause I be getting paid like outta this world,
Hip-Hop is a bitch and I'm proud of this Girl.
When the sharks come to see how the fish curl,
This is my Game you Gonna need a refferal,
I know more about tree than squirrel,
Me no talk much but the heat so verbal,
Brand New Marc Jacobs Peacoat thermal,
Gun outside of the Gear, external.
I'm so fly ya'll still at the terminal.
I'll put you in the dirt just because I see the worm in you.
Dirty South bitch.
Admire & acknowledge it. & Respect My Conglomerate

 

[fox69]

"Respect My Conglomerate 2"
(feat. Fabolous, Jadakiss, Styles P)

"Respect My Conglomerate 2"
(feat. Fabolous, Jadakiss, Styles P)



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[Busta Rhymes:]
Now we came here to demonstrate
All the real live shit that we create
We the master of the street fuck what you heard
Cause everything else is quite absurd
And you know we keep it tight, that's what they say
And when you whip it in your truck just bang this everyday
We won't stop rockin', we comin' correct
And all these rappers can't stand us but give us respect

Stop what you're doing ‘cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that you're used to
You see we droppin' that strong shit, more powerful and dominant
So just respect my conglomerate

Look, bitch I'm back, it's bigfoot
Giant King Kong boss presence, they've been shook, try it now
Lock the street, let the kid cook, tie it down
Don't be mad when your bitch look, quiet down
You don't sound too convincing
Low stamina rap niggas, you need ginseng
I godfather this shit, pinky ring king
I bomb shit, nuclear missiles is whistling
(Now ya'll niggas wanna run and hide like roaches)
Cargo of coke on them boats, let the ships in
It's been a drought, coke prices is up, ching-ching
Shell a nigga from Brooklyn house to Sing Sing
Cold winters get real warm, hailstorm
Like the shakin' and beefin' in jail dorms
Got a nigga beastin' aware, I'm in rare form
Now watch how they respectin' when ringin' the air horn

Stop what you're doing ‘cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that you're used to
You see we droppin' that strong shit, more powerful and dominant
So just respect my conglomerate

[Fabolous:]
With success comes stress if it's my grind
So I light up every night nigga, skyline
I keep gettin' better, they should call me fine wine
While these used-to-bes wish they filled with my time
But nah, it is what it fuckin' is
And goin' hard is just a part of the fuckin' biz
No porno, right now I'm in the Bordeaux
We usually in a pair of "damn I never saw those"
Glass of pink for everybody
They say stay hungry and never thirsty
So I'm buyin' drinks for everybody
Problem is that I can't link with everybody
And nowadays everybody think they everybody
You think you Big Meech? No you don't
Bring the strip club to the house? No you won't
And I'd invite you to the top but I'm sure
It's for real niggas and you'd get stopped at the door

Stop what you're doing ‘cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that you're used to
You see we droppin' that strong shit, more powerful and dominant
So just respect my conglomerate

[Jadakiss & Styles P:]
Yeah, a real nigga never worry bout what a coward do
Time is money
So I respect what an hour do
One phone call
And the posse'll shower you
You know my regime is much more powerful
Same plans of course
Every gram is nos
Get charged to the game cause every man's a boss
Respect my conglomerate, nigga
Cash in the stash and the mask
My connect is anonymous
You don't wanna problem with
Niggas that get your momma hit
No death where the flesh rule
Nigga I'm the shit no restroom
No room to rest
Them niggas'll test you
See where it gets you
Baptize these rap guys, the gat flies
Cocaine crack pies, big niggas get half size
When the sword hits the waist or the four hits the face
He gone need a prayer, put the call into Ma$e
I put it all in the coke
Put it all in the Chase
All in Wachovia
All in the H
9mms and Tec-9's, you will respect mines

Stop what you're doing ‘cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that you're used to
You see we droppin' that strong shit, more powerful and dominant
So just respect my conglomerate