Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Busta Rhymes
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
James Dewitt Yancey
Autoría
T. Smith
Autoría
Busta Rhymes
Arreglista
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Busta Rhymes
Ingeniería de mezcla
Dave Raythatha
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Floyd Nixon
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Tom Coyne
Masterización
Dominick Barbera
Ingeniería de mezcla
The Ummah
Producción
Vinnie Nicoletti
Ingeniería de grabación
Letra
[Verse 1]
Yo, I walk through brick walls
Fuck around, hijack your whole shoppin' malls
I be rippin' shit, that's my word, bond
Scream, then I watch the whole planet earth respond
Do just what you're told, the remote control
Crash course your shit, you know how we roll
When I tumble and drive and you reply
"My, my, my, my, my, my"
[Verse 2]
Yo, I execute all plans
Run up in two bitches for me and my mans
Ha, breakin' fool, ha, for my fans
In return, **** give me the hot sound scan
Ha, strike matches, golden egg hatches
Request line is open, send all your faxes
Freaks the flows with no rehearsin'
Roller skate backwards when the beats start reversin'
[Verse 3]
You're so wack, you make people start cursin'
Flows contradict worser than the King James version
Turn on your mic, but your shit will stop workin'
Beats brutalize your whole rhyme, your head's hurtin'
Broomsticks and witches from rags to riches
We give mad love with y'all **** to burn bridges
Amateur, why won't you look right at the calendar?
A matter of time before I start to damage ya
So starving to just bust my rhyme caliber
Consecutive wounds like a **** stabbin' ya
Yo, my whole team get wild cream
Politickin' every move to the extreme
[Verse 4]
So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before
So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before
Hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before
So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before
[Verse 5]
Ha, yo, I come right through the door
With rhymes galore, Busta Rhymes, the ambassador
Explore my metaphor, you beg for more
Hardcore since we a-show, they insecure
I said, my whole squad of **** come through and break the law
My family tight, more than Connect Four
I come through and create the masterpieces
Bend your mind with rhyme telekinesis
Yo, I will break shit down
Lost or found flow will blast like a four pound
Right before I hit you off with my vaccine
Starch, carbohydrates, lots of protein
Maxine, baby girl, I hope your ass clean
Magazine frontin', fly lips is lime green
Yo, every time, yo, I'm on the scene
High beam the lights and watch who will remain supreme
Ha, yes, you know when I keep it comin'
Blow the fort, make you resort to handcuffin'
Bounce on the beat and watch how a **** work it
Buck wild, makin' your speaker short circuit
[Verse 6]
This heavyweight tip the scale on the triple beam
Busta Rhymes blast and still bang the mainstream
I had to make you all mad
Hit you off, interlude, bounce to Trinidad
Now I see a bitch **** soundin' so soft
Make a **** cough, breakin', and turn your ass off
Extra raw lay on yo' back, get on the floor
Busta Rhymes, got to headline the whole tour
[Verse 7]
'Cause we so hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before
So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before
Hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before
So hardcore like Quickdraw McGraw
Fuck what you heard, you ain't heard this before
Written by: James Dewitt Yancey, Trevor Smith