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Yeah, yeah Yeah This shit feel like we flowing down the Milky Way, nigga! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And smash the beat one time See a résumé like this, the shit be hard to find I do have a tendency to do what's great and leave A legacy that's hard to duplicate, see Lyrically, I'm undefeatable, respect the logo Stupid if you think you can test me, that's a no-no Effective with the hits, especially when I went solo And aggressive with thе spit, I think you niggas know the caper, na-na Let's takе this shit back to the real side The shit that you could really feel, right? See, I do this for the people, all my ladies and gents Had 'em breaking down a barricade and jumping the fence Leader of the newest shit, that let 'em see who the best Hard to define, and so let it manifest in the flesh Every time I touch a microphone, you know I'ma bless Niggas with the shit that you feel in your gut and your chest Now I'm bouncin' out the building, leave the shit in a mess I'm finished fuckin' up the spot, so now it's back to the rest (rest) See how we kill 'em with the slow flow And we got the game in a chokehold And where I'm going, you won't go I'm leaving the game, they begging a nigga, "Don't go" See how we hit these niggas this time La-la, mm, da-da-da, mm, da-da-da Try to explain to you, Bus', this shit is circumstantial I am your friend as sure as you have plaques up on your mantle So never doubt your man, come on with the extended hand The only thing I ask of you is just to understand We are day ones, your fam So keep the cool, king, and worry not I'm with you, nigga, let's get chicken rocks We'll split the chicken in the kitchen like the coco rocks I figure that I, my fellow Jedi Have a moment of clarity, with courtesy, I spit candidly I am your brother, my brother, so don't move angrily Let the music grab you, why don't you take it back to The times that Busta Rhymes used to engage in battle? Niggas used to shake like dice Catch an L and pick a fight The cypher used to get the destroyed The opponent was rendered void The cheering section was employed So girls and boys say, "He's nice!" I know, my nigga, I'm just stompin' 'round in memory hall Let's channel all that good energy into now, that's all The Rollie hands are moving rapidly around the stones The Abstract and the Dragon in the Game of Thrones The seven kingdoms are connected by the microphones We got the glow, bro, ain't no time for beef, bro If your time came before mine, I'd be like, "Don't go" If your time came before mine, I'd be like, "Don't go" See how we kill 'em with the slow flow And we got the game in a chokehold And where I'm going, you won't go I'm leaving the game, they begging a nigga, "Don't go" See how we hit them niggas this time La-la, mm, da-da-da, mm, da-da-da And where I'm going, you won't go I'm leaving the game, they begging a nigga, "Don't go" See how we hit these niggas this time La-la, mm, da-da-da, mm, da-da-da And if you are just joining us, welcome to the moment of truth Extinction Level Event Two Do you understand what I'm talking about? It's the end of the world! Take notes from a real MC It's about how the record feel The nigga's like Bartles & Jaymes Like McDonalds, like Popeyes, like KFC You been knowing this motherfucker for a long-ass time Yes, there's niggas out there that, that can Say they've done a little this, a little that But do any of them niggas wanna follow Busta Rhymes? Hell motherfucking no! (No!)
Writer(s): Bernard Edwards, Nile Rodgers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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