Posts tagged verse
Posts tagged verse
BUSTA RHYMES - LIGHT YOUR ASS ON FIRE
Hah, I know you starving for this shit Baby I'm feeling your hunger I'm so clean call a nigga Felix Ungar So what if I said it baby I'm still gon' tell ya I hope your ass bigger than Willona and Thelma Listen, it's Busta Rhymes bitch I ain't never fail ya Your ass all over like paraphernalia, hmm See the police gon jail ya For walking around wit the kind of ass that'll kill ya now Don't worry bout it I got money to bill ya Shorty stacking like a mule, type of shit that'll scare ya Headboard bang, bump the side of ya head Watch how ya ass spread spill all off the side of the bed now, hmm Now whachu do to the dread? baby your ass really changed What he initially said because a nigga dead But fuck em! cause now we vibing and talking and shit I love to hear your ass go (ga ga goon) when you walking and shit
I’m hearin voices in my head, think I’m schitzophrenic
I swear they sayin let’s get it from another planet
Thirty-six a thousand times, I’m doin somersaults
Do it right and you can leave your whole summer off
I’m out my mind, yeah a nigga’s seein double y’all
Tell me what’s the chance of Jizzle fuckin both of y’all?
She said long as we could do it with your ice on
If that’s the case we might as well leave the lights on
I’m out my mind, just blew a thousand swisha sweets
In my black and orange Charger, call it trick or treat
It ain’t nothin to a boss, my goons got goons
House stupid dumb big, my rooms got rooms
From unconciousness, to conciousness
By knowledging his wisdom his response is this
A understanding, which is the best part
He picked the third planet where new forms of life would start
He pursued show and prove every move in order
Back to the source he let off his resources in the water
Climb his climax, where the climate is at, high degrees
See he start to breathe deep in the darkest seas
And the plan is, to lay in the clays to form land
And expand, usin the same clays to born man
In his own image our origin begins in the East
Culture rise to breed, with the powers of peace
Deal in equality nature’s policy is to be God
Build or destroy positively born life like Allah
And each one was given everlasting perfection
If each one keep living in the same direction
And life was life, and love was love
We went according by the laws of the world above
They showed us physically, we could reach infinity
But mentally, through the century we lost our identity
Life start and ending, we got trife and started sinning
Lost touch with the beginning now ciphers stop spinnin
And what was once easy became confused and hard
Which brings us back, to the mystic question, who is God?
Sixty-six trillion years since his face was shown
When the seventh angel appears, the mystery will be known
Check Revelations and Genesis, St. Luke and John
It even tells us we are Gods in the Holy Qu’ran
Wisdom Strength and Beauty, one of the meanings of God
G.O.D. you and me ?Gomars O Dubar?
Knowledge Wisdom Understanding Sun Moon and Star
Man Woman and Child, and so is Allah
They told me life is what you make it
So what you been creating on your free time?
I’ll lend you bars if you need rhyme, or reason
Some people change, it’s a part of life, like seasons
Just be aware that everybody ain’t your friend
They’ll be gone with the wind once your jump shot don’t go in
or your ACL torn and you a couple yards short
from a Super Bowl Championship and it was down 4
Gotta play the field, be willing to ride, willing to dive
for what you desire, call your pop fly but never collide
with other players that play the game
Don’t be eager to run with crowds, stay in your lane
Pass the knowledge onto your team, but carry the flame
cause it’s yours and yours alone to brighten your way
Put God first and free your soul
cause even Olympic runners sometimes lose their gold, so
I’m the magnificent with the sensational style
My wedding with the streets got the cake with no vows
I’m arrogant as fuck, who cares? You suck
Rappers talkin ‘bout “We the best” done been to Paris too much
Who hot? Who sick? Shit, I’m like a Theraflu slush
Y’all ain’t fly, y’all fallin slow with the parachute up, up
I’m a face-slapper; niggaz sleepin on an outfit
Call us Taylor Gang ‘cept we Wake-n-Bake rappers
Slaughter Yelawolf responsible for haters’ actions
Y’all on Gilligan’s Island, find a greater Captain
Hahaha, haha, victory laugh
Even my photographer’s happy, picture me mad
I feel will, your bitch suck my dick
I nutted on the floor and left her standin there cryin over spilled milk..
[Lake] Hold up dun you buggin cuz, all of the sudden Now you acting like these niggas don't owe me nothin You frontin, no you changed nigga, you ain't the same nigga At all, what up Blitz, huh? You afraid nigga? My word I hate niggas, like you Who do a bid then come home and go back to school Thats weak, I'm gon' hustle to eat 'til I die I don't give a fuck about writing no rhymes Cuz I grind for mines, got a bubble Benz from it Ya'll thug niggas thats trying to rap aint got nothin You playin yourself trying jump on the stage With ya young ass gear, damn near twenty eight Just face it, its too late you missed ya shot So forget about Blitz turn back to poppin Come hit the block and puts it down Thats word to Spank I ain't feelin you right now [Blitz] Fuck you nigga, I'm writing rhymes [Lake] I'm choppin dimes [Blitz] Shit, I'm layin low [Lake] I'm tryin shine, nigga fuck rap [Blitz] Nah, nigga fuck crime [Lake] I know I ain't wrong [Blitz] Nigga, you know you ain't right [Blitz] I'm writing rhymes [Lake] Nigga, I'm choppin dimes [Blitz] Shit, I'm layin low [Lake] I'm tryin shine, nigga fuck rap [Blitz] Nah, nigga fuck crime [Lake] I know I ain't wrong [Blitz] Shit, you know you ain't right [Blitz] My hand to Black Ed, the life of crime and slingin crack's dead For me, its either music or clap feds I see it in your eyes you ain't changed duke, you ain't learned shit Still flippin, runnin with young G's ready to burn clips [Lake] You fucking right, cuz I missed a lot I was nineteen when they knocked me pop And you expect me to not sling? Seeing all these bitch niggas frontin Knowin they ain't been threw it or did nothin [Blitz] I see your vision, but still can't understand how you livin As if you never took a journey from prison, open your eyes [Lake] They are, and for you I see nothin happened You rappin to yourself still walking from Queens Plaza [Blitz] (Lake) Yeah but I'm still me, nigga still G And while, you behind the wall I'll be still free You wilin' on these streets son (I don't care) I see you headed back up north (But you ain't headed no where)
Uhh chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with denim My marble floors are killin, gold cars are so relentless Five girls in the kitchen, they cookin somethin like chemists Monumental shit is, statues like Egyptians God cover my soul, need it, can't let it go I know you get lonely when I ain't home, on the road I know I ain't perfect, I'm out here workin for the throne I would take you along but then that college loan you'll owe Youn girls in cheap dresses, tryin to impress us Sayin they all different, but I don't show 'em no effort Underestimated that Dar 8, then I tested Had to make investments, honey colored dressed it I'm blessed it, crossed sign baptism West shit Shit on anybody with opin-ions, you dead wrong Go against a bull nigga head-on I'm too strong, eight arms tickin to a bomb Army stance, ready for war We used a Andy Warhol to paint the decor Apologizin for my actions sometimes I get bored They say my music knocks, so I hope it open every door
The streets are full of vengeance, and it's expensive If you don't organize your words right in your sentence Twelve gauge holes take souls and lives are lost Who said an arm and a leg was a high cost to toss? Things are done different, in my zip code Hollow tips implode, dum-dums explode Now your crew is screamin like they see demons when I reload You can't comprehend, act like you want it for clarity I'm pushin wigs, handin out jigs like charity You best to get your groove on, or get moved on Or play the hot steppa, and die with your shoes on I collects ass and cash While my crew consumes liquor and hash, and keep the stash Whether, hustlin or dustin we get busy with ours T.S., T.A.T., respect for miles The Bronx is the turf, South is the area Bring ten, bring twenty, the more guns the merrier Nobody's bad as me, no cops nabbin me Front if you dare and I'll change your whole anatomy For real... uh!
We got this whole motherfucker on a mission
Now the whole entire world's gotta try to come up with a quick decision
They claim we threats to society
And now they callin on the government to try and make somebody quiet
For the bullshit they done to me
Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me
So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that
I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat
So why you tryin kick some dust up
America's been always known for blaiming us niggas for they fuck-ups
And we were always considered evil
Now they tryin to bust our only code of communicating with our people
Lets peep the game from a different angle
Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled
So why you criticize me
For the shit that you see on your tv
That rates worse than PG
Just bring your ass to where they got me
So you can feel the hand of the dead body
I’m slanging raps off my iPad, thinking back when high times was a dime bag. We was smoking good, though it was all bad. Now, I’m riding that burgundy with the tan rag. If you ain’t heard of me, a nigga guessing that your internet services ain’t working too good at ya’ll pad. It’s all good, I’ll hand ya’ll a late pass; bring you up to speed before it get to moving too fast. Back when I maneuvered that Jag, hard top coupe, I just knew I was cooler then these lil’ dudes out doing it. I was just being patient, pimpin, perfecting my groovy. Sitting in the jacuzzi, on that blue-ray Scarface. Nigga, thinking about music while penning my newness…and my girl in the vanity mirror, wiping off MAC lip gloss, finna roll up a doobie. Sincerely yours, truly. They can’t do nothing with me…They can’t do nothing to me…yeah.
