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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
P. Phillips
P. Phillips
Songwriter
Carlton Ridenhour
Carlton Ridenhour
Songwriter
Gary Rinaldo
Gary Rinaldo
Songwriter
Hank Shocklee
Hank Shocklee
Songwriter
Trevor Smith
Trevor Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Rock
Pete Rock
Producer
Darren Rapp
Darren Rapp
Recording Engineer
Jamie Garcia
Jamie Garcia
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Vinny Nicolett
Vinny Nicolett
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah Back by popular demand, it's about to get Godly Yeah hold it now, oh C'mon, c'mon (c'mon) yeah Huh, c'mon, c'mon (c'mon) yeah Huh Bear witness on the way we stay cuttin 'em down In 2002, shuttin' 'em down Have you sippin on it 'til you start suckin' it down I hope you know that we ain't fuckin' around Niggas you better believe when you see me the shit be double trouble I overload and take this shit to another level I shut it down, sho' nuff, pack ya bags Let me work, make it hurt, 'cause I'm next to wreck Lay flat nigga hit the deck, or face big disrespect In addition the shit we wreck Firework flow, spit and make a big effect Bang it in the truck until ya whole shit eject, c'mon Stop nigga, close ya shop Scud missile launched fire burn quick, every shit we drop From the ground with another sound yes we put it down And always boom and pound, so we shut 'em down I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (sh-sh, sh-sh, shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em, sh-shut, shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut-sh-shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (sh-sh, sh-sh, shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut 'em down) Hah One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine Comin' through, better tuck in ya shine Once ya lookin' for the heat, if ya seek it will find I had these devils watching me sayin' these sneakers is mine Now hold up - we drop the bomb first then get under ya mom's skirt To get her frenzied like a motherfuckin' rock concert While you're busy and tryin' to figure what the God's worth I'll malfunction your plans 'til the motherfuckin sound work Now I'ma cuss when I bust ya ass And leave 'em stiff when I hit 'em like a mustard gas Steam fire when I puff, then I flick the ash You wack and I had enough, put your shit in the trash Now you know we got the shit in the smash Wild until you slip and you crash, y'know we keep the shit in the stash From the ground when we come around, yes we put it down And always boom and pound, when we shut 'em down I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (sh-sh, sh-sh, shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em, sh-shut, shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut-sh-shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (sh-sh, sh-sh, shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down) I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut 'em down) As we rockin' you all to the future Ahh, we come to give you that Operating like we be official Yeah, we come to multiply And we're plannin' the scheme for the long win Yeah, our shit be always right Every move you'll see how it's related
Writer(s): James Todd Smith, George Spivey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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