Список текстов песен с количеством слов от 500

Текст песни:

[Intro:]
It′s your boy Cham (wahwow)
And Magic Masi (neva back down)
And y′all niggas don′t want it with us, no (bwoy)

[Hook:]
If your looking for me I′ll be on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna (see me yah)
I′ll be that dude in that canary yellow hummer
Rolling with that calico, that eagle and that lama (bring it)
Bring it on
You can find me on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna
I′ll be that nigga hugging on your baby mama
Bussin′ that calico, that eagle and that lama
Bring it on

[Verse 1:]
I′m the guy who pop it off and tek yuh chain
I′m the dude your baby mom is giving brain
I′m the one up in the club running game
Grabbing on your girl′s ass and we poppin′ champagne
I′m a hustla, working in the rain
I′m di tekka pon di bus dem an di train
I stay stapped and my homies are the same
If you want it, we can bring it, fassy hole you know my name

[Hook:]
If your looking for me I′ll be on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna
I′ll be that dude in that canary yellow hummer
Rolling with that calico, that eagle and that lama (bring it)
Bring it on
You can find me on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna
I′ll be that nigga hugging on your baby mama
Bussin′ that calico, that eagle and that lama
Bring it on

[Verse 2:]
Dress inna black because shotta nuh wear pink
I′m making money so mi gal a wear mink
I′m in my jewels at the bar having a drink
So you know, I′m real cocky, like my shit don′t stink
Don′t risk yuh life cause I will tek it in a blink
I′m not the type dat give a fuck wat people tink
Don′t be fooled cause me an di girls a link
I′m di one who left your boy passed out over di sink

[Hook:]
If your looking for me I′ll be on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna
I′ll be that dude in that canary yellow hummer
Rolling with that calico, that eagle and that lama
Bring it on
You can find me on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna (we ain′t going nowhere)
I′ll be that nigga hugging on your baby mama
Bussin′ that calico, that eagle and that lama
Bring it on

[Verse 3:]
A wah unnu deh pon
Tell me wah unnu deh pon
A chat so tuff, a wah unnu tink, she we nuh have nuh weapon
Mi wid tek it to unnu wicked an mi don′t even need a second
A who unnu tink a clap it, yow a dat unnu fi check on
Yuh did it? (Yeah man)
Yuh really did it? (Yeah man)
Lock down Brooklyn go straight to 42nd
A we a govern Brixton an lock di whole a Peckham
Control di streets an we juice it like a lemon
A wah unnu deh pon
Unnu fi tell me wah unnu deh pon
If yuh neva know, well den man, full time unnu recon (hey)
A wah unnu deh pon
Unnu fi tell me wah unnu deh pon
If yuh really wanna find me, let me tell yuh where I am

[Hook:]
If your looking for me I′ll be on my corner (bwoy)
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna
I′ll be that dude in that canary yellow hummer
Rolling with that calico, that eagle and that lama (bring it)
Bring it on
You can find me on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna
I′ll be that nigga hugging on your baby mama
Bussin′ that calico, that eagle and that lama

We do it for the streets (who else) the hustlas (and) the gangstas, the hood lovers
Cause we, keeps it gutter and oh so grimey
Looking for me, on the block is where you′ll find me
And I′m probably counting dirty money
Or with a thick chick, big thick jamaican honey
And one a them rude boy toys
Disturbing the peace, bringing that noise (wahwow)
Or I′m probably just chilling with Cham
Or in the dope spot, with the scale, counting them grams (fo′ sure)
But I′m, for the word brick
1-800-pusha sweet supply that fix (heh)

[Hook:]
If your looking for me I′ll be on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna
I′ll be that dude in that canary yellow hummer (we ain′t going nowhere)
Rolling with that calico, that eagle and that lama (bring it)
Bring it on
You can find me on my corner
Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna
I′ll be that nigga hugging on your baby mama
Bussin′ that calico, that eagle and that lama
Bring it on

@ Baby Cham

Текст песни:

Мы едем, едем в городском креативе.
Ночь накрывает, съедает все наши проблемы.
Каменные стены, картины неопознанные.
ШЕFF, приостановись, я посмотрю, где мы.
Купер, типа, в карте ты что-то понимаешь?
Даже в Питере ты, максимум, Петроградку знаешь.
Много болтаешь, Al Solo, лучше выпей колы.
Когда пьёшь газировку, выглядишь стебово.
Много гона беспонтового прогона, разговора,
Когда базаром мы базарим, замирают все персоны.
Без облома во freestyl’е, давайте лучше выпьем рома.
Кстати, сколько километров до ночного гастронома?
Не задави того гондона. Мужик выпил много,
Выбежал из-за угла, будто спёр золото.
Откуда тут золото? Здесь в домах даже нет света.
Ночью особенно круто выглядит гетто.
Справой стороны McDonald’s, как НЛО.
Где оно? Что "оно"? McDonald’s. Вот оно.
Вот это да, хочу попить сладкое какао.
Здесь такого нет, обойдёшься просто чаем.
Когда мы отдыхаем, столица замирает.
Проезжаем по районам, где по ходу считываем.
Лирика на ритме, как котлета между булок.
Al, возьми для меня с яблоками пирожок.
Стоп, всё это мы зовём McAvto.
А я пойду, схожу в алкогольную палатку.
Иду прямо по травке, нарушая законы дороги.
Мент пристебался. Нахрен тебе эти рогги?
Вот тебе кассета, видишь - моё табло?
Покупаю ром и для Al’а колу заодно.

Нам всё равно, мы своё кино гоним.
Что хотим, говорим, с кем хотим, спорим.
Когда заходим в тупик, производим стих,
Провоцируя ментов на сердечный приступ.

Мы едем, едем в городском позитиве.
Перекидываем, будто карты, слова без темы.
До первого припева отслушиваем рэп-демо.
Купер, отодвинь сидение - прижал колено.
По курсу стоит стена - Баскета граффити.
Я помню: он рассказывал, что здесь попал под мента.
А тёлка из окна в навороченном автомобиле
Посылает поцелуи, чтобы мы её хотели.
Рядом сидит кобель в пиджаке и галстуке.
Засоряет ей мозги любовной математикой.
Al, перестань икать. Видно кто-то вспоминает.
Выпей газировку - добрый Купер это точно знает.
Лирика летает, в головах оседает.
На колёсах тухлый ДПС за нами следуют.
Мусора беседуют, а тот, что за баранкой,
Косит исподлобья на мой "Додж Дюранго".
Да, ладно, что-то косит он уж слишком странно.
Стёкла запотели от куперского перегара.
Помигали фарами, типа - приостановитесь.
Тачка без номеров - объяснитесь.
Выходит пухлый витязь. Пацаны, пристегнитесь.
Ты б ещё сказал, Al, типа: пацаны, пригнитесь.
Сидите и не гоните - ШЕFF у микрофона.
Пасите, как на дороге делается промо.
Название альбома - "Мастер слога ломанного".
Разрешите подарить вам то, что звучит понтово.

Нам всё равно, мы своё кино гоним.
Что хотим, говорим, с кем хотим, спорим.
Когда заходим в тупик, производим стих,
Провоцируя ментов на сердечный приступ.

Мы едем, едем в городском никотине.
Тот, кто придумал "Беломор", человек-гений.
Не надо столкновений, продавать себя измене.
ШЕFF, приостановить, я пописаю на стены.
Купер, не тупи, зайди вон за те кусты.
Если часто ходят в туалет - это простатит.
Al Solo говорит: если записать хит,
Если разобраться, что говорит - голова болит.
Он портит аппетит, поссать - это не запрет.
Только серый на посту никогда не дремлет.
Эй, посмотри налево, смотри, какая дева.
Притормози-ка, ШЕFF, вишь, как выгнула колено?
Чё по чём, мы о чём, в очко, сколько в ночь, сколько в час?
Может, мы не прочь заценить весь staff.
Так вот за поворот - как вам оборот?
При свете формы крупно собрали хоровод.
Кто мама? Сегодня у нас программа -
Куперу заправить его газовый баллончик надо.
Пончик, меж грудей кулончик, хочешь ли ты,
Ты скажи, мой прокомпостировать талончик?
Ну, что, садись - домой поехали, принцесса.
Откуда родом? Шо говоришь? По говору - Одесса.
А-а-а, на хвосте мигалка, походу мамка
Уже спалила наш безномерной "Дюранго".
Придётся приготовить бумагу для МВД.
А ты предоставь нам бумагу из КВД.
Что? ни "мэ", ни "бэ", а только "му" и "му"?
Походу, что ни у кого из нас документов нету.
Пошли они на хер со своими документами.
Чтобы оторваться хватит литра? Не-е-е. Поехали.

Нам всё равно, мы своё кино гоним.
Что хотим, говорим, с кем хотим, спорим.
Когда заходим в тупик, производим стих,
Провоцируя ментов на сердечный приступ.

@ Bad Balance

Текст песни:

Сорри мама - я не Святой Мамай, не Папа Римский,
И уж точно не Тибетский Лама.
С шести лет упрямо гонял за роялями гаммы.
Скажу прямо: "Это помогло и Басте и Ноггано".

У меня нет иллюзий на счет шансов.
Мне стрельнуло так, как у других и не взрывается.
По всем законам жанра - мне не должно было повезти,
Ведь по статистике выживают - трое из десяти.

Один не смог выбраться живым из резни,
Другой умер на съемной хате в грязи.
Третий вышел за сигаретами в магазин,
И как был в тапках пропал без вести.

Братья срываются вниз, не вывозя возни.
Казня себя за то, что их с этим миром рознит.
Оставив на память о себе: медали и призы -
Уходят, чтобы увидеть Бога вблизи.

Алчность и корысть - тащат вниз!
Как низко ты готов опуститься в борьбе за главный приз?
Твой дебютный диск толпа встретит на "Ура!"
Но, какой в этом смысл, если ты шел к этому по головам... А?

Я выключаю плеер, "На посадку!" - Америка, Восточный берег.
Знаешь, сам и не с пустыми руками на самоль.
Мы здесь, чтобы поделиться с вами "самым-самым".

Встретил нас пацанчик на Манхеттене...
- Салам, Васяня. Респект тебе за треки, душу греют.
И мне от этих слов стало теплее!
И это не купить за деньги, это - наши в Америке!

Знаешь, сколько здравых парней мечтали попасть на телек?
Раньше куплеты по теме, теперь смысл потерян.
Раньше верили каждой их теме. Теперь - подделки.
Теперь им далеко даже до своей первой демки.

Знаю, я не продал себя, чтобы попасть на телек.
И, если я в твоем плеере, значит ты - мой подельник.
Для тех, кто верит в мой рэп. Для тех, кто в теме -
Это больше чем музло. Это - дороже денег!

Припев:
Это - дороже денег! Верю, это передастся в генах к нашим детям.
Верю, что они будут также верить, как мы верим.
Это - дороже денег! Здесь слова проверяются на деле.
Треку суждено взмыть и стать пеплом - правда останется на веки. Я - верю.

Это - дороже денег! Верю, это передастся в генах к нашим детям.
Верю, что они будут также верить, как мы верим.
Это - дороже денег! Здесь слова проверяются на деле.
Треку суждено взмыть и стать пеплом - правда останется на веки. Я - верю.

И той же походкой, что ходим по своему городу -
Сейчас топчем ногами асфальт Нью-Йорка.
И когда услышал русский говор, понял я,
Что и далеко от родины буду понят я.

Рэп на русском языке - как китайский яд,
Как маяк для попавшего в шторм корабля.
Как для растамана - конопля...
Своих вставляет, как надо. Левые - в соплях.

По своим темам с близкими в долях.
Доляха за свое - лучшая из всех долях.
Желаю себе и братьям - не попасть под накат.
По мне, чем рожа в сводке - лучше фото на плакат.

Я на виду, введи в поиске мой сайт:
Gazgolder.com, там следует меня искать!
Не по мне тебя чесать. Все, как есть - на весах,
Если есть базар, братка, заползай в Skype!

Двигаюсь по жизни, как безумный паркурщик.
Хочу быть лучшим, но не продам за это душу.
На моих концертах - люди на работе в штатском,
И одна из камер в зале 100% - не фанатская.

Полковник считает себя хозяином положения,
Но его сын Женя - посещает все наши движения.
Погоны запрещают гастроли по регионам,
Скачай это музло и раскидай по району на зло им.

Вопреки условностям и отсутствию условий -
Ведется работа над словом в тысячах лабораторий.
То, что не разрушить снаружи - рушим изнутри.
Троянская модель в формате mp3.

Пусть я туплю, но не разучился острить.
Просортируй ассорти и чему быть, а что в сортир!
Клише вынуждает тебя следить за ходом вещей через щель,
И тебя парень не парит висящая на ушах вермишель.

Прошу прощения... Но, я не намерен сглаживать углы.
Обойдемся и без валын.
На полном ходу врезаемся в берег мы здесь,
И у нас есть то... То, что дороже денег!

Припев:
Это - дороже денег! Верю, это передастся в генах к нашим детям.
Верю, что они будут также верить, как мы верим.
Это - дороже денег! Здесь слова проверяются на деле.
Треку суждено взмыть и стать пеплом - правда останется на веки. Я - верю.

Это - дороже денег! Верю, это передастся в генах к нашим детям.
Верю, что они будут также верить, как мы верим.
Это - дороже денег! Здесь слова проверяются на деле.
Треку суждено взмыть и стать пеплом - правда останется на веки. Я - верю.

@ Баста

Текст песни:

Баста:
Наверное всё могло сложиться по другому,
Да, Но только если бы мой дом стоял в центре другого района.
Возможно всё могло сложиться иначе,
Если бы Вася был хорошим мальчиком и не начал так рано табачить.
Может быть я и стал бы таким как старший брат,
Если бы не принимал криминал как вариант,
Если бы не знал вариантов где брать яд,
Может быть не так рано посидела мать.
Если бы другие ребятки жили по соседству
Были бы другими интересы
Я не тёрся бы по подъездам, занимался чем-нибудь полезным
Короче у всех этих "если" есть много версий.
О другом и по другому бы пелись песни
Ну, или вообще без песни.
Если бы тогда не попробовал афганский гердос
Не узнал бы никогда что такое передоз.
Если бы не Onyx или Dors
Слушал бы каких не будь пиндосов или Pussycat Dolls.
Если бы с прохожего не дёрнул золотой трос
Не попал бы в управу на допрос.
Если бы я рассказал следаку всё как есть
Можно было бы получить условными 6,
Но я знал что свои не кинут, не взирая на жесть
Следак уехал в отпуск, а вещдок из сейфа исчез.
Если бы я умер в 2003, не встретил бы тех с кем тру не только о рэпе
Не было бы альбомов, клипов, премий
Не было бы дня рождения моей маленькой Мэри.
Если бы не верил, что бабки ни чего не значат
Отказавшись от принципа стал бы богаче.
Если бы враги не строили интриг надеясь меня утопить
Победа не была бы такой сладкой, you now me.
Я сделал ставку как на скачках
Ты сделал ставку на клячу, которая нихуя не скачет
Хочешь жесткача - я дам тебе кача
Хочешь раскачать качели, тогда лови с подачи
Залью печаль, чайником чая,
Когда, бывает трудно, вспоминаю самое начало,
Для меня проблемы как топливо для танка
Чем тяжелее времена, тем в темах выше планка!

Баста: (Припев)
Сделано на совесть, значит на века
Всем берегам из Центра
По Москве реке - в Ростов-на-Дону
Отчаянным - респект в дыму

Сделано на совесть, значит на века
Всем берегам из Центра
По Москве реке - в Ростов-на-Дону
Отчаянным - респект в дыму

Guf:
Если бы я пошёл учиться в обычную школу,
я не подсел бы так плотно на репчик стопудово
Если бы со второго класса не учил бы английский,
слушал бы сейчас не Nasa а какой-нибудь Limp Bizkit
На дискотеке не получил бы пиздюлей,
в тот вечер, за балахон Ноти Байнейчар
И я уверен что я был бы целее
не одень я на следующий день майку House of Pain
Если бы в школе не отчислили бы в 5-ом классе,
до Китая я полюбому так бы не добрался
Если бы не общался с русскими студентами,
думал бы что курить можно только сигареты
Если б не остался там один в 96-ом,
не начал бы торговать пресованным дерьмом
Если бы я делал всё аккуратно,
меня бы не отправили в багажном отделении обратно
Если бы папа не был бы таким строгим,
может я и отказался бы от первой жирной дороги
И возможно меня бы не приняли с планом
во дворе у Армана, если бы я был нормальным
Если бы я знал что кольцо было 16-ого века,
не впарил бы его барыге тогда за 2 чека
Если бы предупредили что не надо с собой вести,
я не увидел бы бутырку изнутри
Меня бы не перевели в малую спецхату
если бы родители тогда не запошляли двадцатку
Я бы не оказался на свободе настолько быстро,
если бы в 2000-ом Путин не сделал амнистию
Если бы не решился на инъекцию внутривенно,
наверно не написал бы китайскую стену
И сегодня не было бы новогодней,
если бы мне не надо было ездить мутить на Капотню
Если бы врач забыл вывести меня из комы,
я бы так не дожил до выпуска альбома
Не было бы ни качелей, ни эфира,
небыло бы Центра если бы не было Птахи и Слима
Если бы прошлым летом Центр бы не распался,
может и не вышел бы этот совместный альбом с Бастой
Согласен, всё бы не было так весело,
если бы не было всех этих если бы..

Баста: (Припев)
Сделано на совесть, значит на века
Всем берегам из Центра
По Москве реке - в Ростов-на-Дону
Отчаянным - респект в дыму

Сделано на совесть, значит на века
Всем берегам из Центра
По Москве реке - в Ростов-на-Дону
Отчаянным - респект в дыму

@ Баста и Guf

Текст песни:

[Intro: Jay-Z + (Beyonce)]
IT AIN′T FOR EVERYBODY!
(Uhhhh) Welcome to Hollywood baby
(Take a picture) Uh huh
You coming with? (Let′s not even talk about it)
Let′s do it (Let′s Go!)

[Bridge 1: Beyonce + (Jay-Z)]
(Uh huh) I see your jealousy as you watching
(I see you watching me baby) You watching (Its′s all good)
It′s kinda sexy to me how you watching (I love it) You watching
(Uh huh come on)
I see your face (I see your face)
You wanna touch it (You wanna touch it)
Come to my place (Come to the crib)
And let′s discuss it (Let′s chop it up)
Tonight you′ll be (Tonight you gon′ be a superstar baby)
a superstar
come let me sign you up
(let′s get into it)

[Chorus: Beyonce + (Jay-Z)]
Ooh it′s the lights (You blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood
Ooh it′s the lights (You blinded by the)
Satisfaction! (You need that)
Hollywood
(Uh huh come on)

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Paparazzi spots me
In the lobby
Of my high-rise
I hide
Behind my shades
Cause the fame is blinding my eyes
My god
I know how Ozzie Oz
Once had felt when he was as high
As I have got
I have got
To make this stop
People often warn me
That the fame ain′t for the vain if heart
It′ll change those
Who they had love for you
Into strangers
When your fame starts
It′s a chain reaction
Locomotion like when the train departs
Stranger
Things have happened
Rapping
Stacking
Platinum plaquin′
Born in Brooklyn got a place in Manhattan
Going back to Brooklyn
To escape the madness
When your friends is
Chris and Gwyneth
When your girl is more famous
Then you then is
Time to get all your windows tinted
Keep your eyes squinted
It′s gon′ flash any minute
The music biz is like musical chairs
Its about where you standing when the music stop spinning
In a

[Chorus]

[Beyonce Verse + (Jay-Z)]
You got to get it
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh
Do you want it
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh
But you don′t need it
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh
What do you do (now that you got what you want)
oh oh oh
What do you do (oh you want more?)
oh oh oh
Hey

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Hey mista
Pay sixa
A lista
You′re in the mist of
The ride of your life
But you gotta keep them hits up
Can′t put your guard down
Gotta keep your mitts up
Take a sip sir
It′s so in toxicating
ain′t it
Try not pick you jaded
Hollywood′s been good to ya
Startin′ feel like birds to ya
Don′t lie
Gon′ fly
You addicted to the lights
Without the fame
How you gon survive
It′s like livin on
Heroine
You so high

[Bridge 2: Beyonce + (Jay-Z)]
And everybody warning you about it (Try to told you)
And once you taste you can′t live without it (It′s addictive)
Not cause you choose to not live without it (Sure you want this baby)
It′s now a part of you (It′s a part of you)
It′s now a part of you
And everybody warning you about it (I see you blinded)
And once you taste you can′t live

[Chorus (with minor ad-libs from Beyonce)]
Ooh it′s the lights (It′s the lights)
Action! (Action)
Hollywood (Hollywood)
Ooh it′s the lights (Satisfaction)
Satisfaction! (So addictive)
(Hey) Hollywood (Hollywood)

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
And you wanna be seen
Male groupies
Now you become what you once despised
James Dean
John Belushi
Blow your whole life
Tryna live in the lights
Heroins followin Marilyn
Hoppin′ over the edge
just like Janice Joplin
River Phoenix
Jimi Hendrix
All of them ended by
Hollywood
Thank God for Hollywood
Hollywood
Sure you want this baby?
[Throughout end of verse 3]
(Oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh)

[Outro: Jay-Z]
Hollywood
Most addicted drug in the world
Want the fame
Want the lights
Ha Ha Ha

@ Beyonce

Текст песни:

I′ve been searchin′ for my baby, the one to come and save me
And this you know, she is so beautiful
Ain′t never act stuck up or shady, one hundred percent all lady
And this you know, she is so beautiful - yo yo

Baby, are you all for me
Baby, my heart is in need
Of a love wanting, to cherish the soul
Everyday thinkin′ so deep
Everynight turnin′ in heat
It is why all this here is happening to me, yeah

All the love I can give
All the days we can live
Always and forever now
All the love I can give
All the days we can live
Always and forever now

I′ve been searchin′ for my baby, the one to come and save me
And this you know, she is so beautiful
Ain′t never act stuck up or shady, one hundred percent all lady
And this you know, she is so beautiful

Baby now you hold the key
To my heart, baby you see
I don′t want no uh tha let it be known
It′s how it always will be
This love will set us free
And I can′t believe this is happening to me

All the love I can give
All the days we can live
Always and forever now
All the love I can give
All the days we can live
Always and forever now

I′ve been searchin′ for my baby, the one to come and save me
And this you know, she is so beautiful
Ain′t never act stuck up or shady, one hundred percent all lady
And this you know, she is so beautiful

Yo, yo, hit′em witha high, hit′em witha low
Hit′em witha every whicha way that it may go yo
Baby got the beauty sayin′ or to go yo
When she shake her booty get up out the way yo
I′m oh so serio, really doe, silly bro, neva know, see it in a video
T.O.P got crazy doe, blazin flow, phase me no
They be never hearin′ what I′m sayin′ doe

I know I know, G got the flow
Straight up phenomenon why becuz I said so
Shock the world when GD put the let go
Rock the girls and let′em hear the real flows
Bangin′ and I′m ringin′em high (that′s the sh*t!)
Straight flamin′ and I′m blazin′em right (the real sh*t!)
Ain′t no fakin′, we be makin′ it tight, now′s the time
To get up, baby, shake it all night!

All the love I can give
All the days we can live
Always and forever now
All the love I can give
All the days we can live
Always and forever now

I′ve been searchin′ for my baby, the one to come and save me
And this you know, she is so beautiful
Ain′t never act stuck up or shady, one hundred percent all lady
And this you know, she is so beautiful

@ Big Bang

Текст песни:

Intro/Conversation:
Yo son, whatcha think about those Peas, though?
Yo, yo, I don′t know, them dudes just be on stage, dancin and stuff...
They on some old Las Vegas bullshit
They move too much, man
I can′t take them fools seriously
I mean, they ain′t talk about no 6-4, no Impalas
They ain′t shootin nobody (Shootin nobody)
They ain′t talkin about clothes
You know what I′m saying?
Yo, my man, I got a plan to do it all (What kind of plan you got)
I got a plan that none of y′all ever
Talked about ′cause underground niggas don′t be thinking
I′m going kinda ?nino? like Lincoln
How can you make moves when you′re always strapped under
I plan to read the scriptures, tell you more about the thunder
I wonder what really makes the world go round
Not thugs, ′cause thugs go ′round the brain of a brother′s down
You be in it for a quick blink
But when you start to sink
You be deeper than you was
When you should′ve stop to think
About your consequence your actions don′t make lots of sense
Brothers use the wicked life ′cause of lack of confidence
The devil jacked you for your sense now
You can′t pay your rent and
That′s no accident, you let us slip so we win
The rest of your development
You should′ve took time to prevent
The compiscation of your monument
Now ya, wash up, and a nobody
No one blame but your body
You livin life, had thick and uneasy
You chose to be involved with no deals and crisis
In a hole ′cause of lust and greed
Your mind held captive and unable to exceed
Come out and follow the Peas, we give you what you need
We proceed to give you, what (What, what)
A... (8x)
We givin you what you want
(We give you what you want) -- (3x)
And you proce-e-e-e-e-e-e-ed
On fienin on what you need
(We give you what you need) -- (3x)
Yo, everybody′s goal is to win
But others gettiing caught up within the line of commiting sins
And everybody seems to wanna rule
It′s so ridicule we gotta find the right cure
We approach to penetrate equivalent and strong
To wash out individual with evil forms
Conquering battles in these fields of greed
Dark faces all around me makes it hard for me to see
Who′s got my back and who will backstab
I′m ready for foes and hoes who tries to grab
My currency, if I ain′t got none
The (?) crip to runs to the ones who got some
The war billows to those who makes action
The main caption is to bring satisfaction
If you like that contend you see
How you suppose to call yourself a real MC
So what′s the definition of a true MC
(Someone who rocks swell and put my soul at ease)
Lyrics went entertaining capability
(Now that′s the realest, see, all around 360 degrees)
I′m givin you what you want, want
I′m givin you what you want
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
I′m givin you what you want, want
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm...
A... (8x)
We givin you what you want
(We give you what you want) -- (3x)
And you proce-e-e-e-e-e-e-ed
On fienin on what you need
(We give you what you need) -- (3x)
Hey, witness grief through startin material
You are blinded by lights, had an ego ratio
God bless you with the gift of only show
Business but you a careless professional
Is where your failing will show
Over indos and end only cash flows
Makin it big, but yet, you never know
You will pay in your dues bringin on sorrow
Here today, easily gone tomorrow
Feel the pain and I never borrow
From another man, instead I′m making grand
Watch the Peas as we make a stand
A... (8x)
We givin you what you want
(We give you what you want) -- (3x)
And you proce-e-e-e-e-e-e-ed
On fienin on what you need
(We give you what you need) -- (3x)

@ Black Eyed Peas

Текст песни:

[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk
[Fergie]
I′ma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
My hump my hump my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump my lovely little lumps

Check it out

I drive these brothers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ices
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and the Donna Karan
They be sharin′ all their money,
Got me wearing fly
Whether I ain′t askin
They say they love mah ass in
Seven Jeans
True religion
I say no
But they keep givin
So I keep on takin
And no I aint taken
We can keep on datin′,
Now keep on demonstratin′

My love my love my love my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump my hump my hump
My humps they got you..

[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending.. Ohhh
[Fergie]
Spending all your money on me..And spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending.. Ohhh
[Fergie]
Spending all your money on me..
O-on me on me...

[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk..
[Fergie]
I′ma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside them jeans
[Fergie]
I′ma make make make make you scream
Make you scream make you scream

Cause of my humps my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump my lovely lady lumps

Check it out

[Will.i.am]
I met a girl down at the disco
She said hey hey hey ya lets go
I can be ya baby, you could be my honey
Let′s spend time not money
And mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky milky cocoa
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky milky
Riiiiide...

[Fergie]
They say I′m really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standin next to me
Always dancin next to me
Tryna feel my hump hump
Lookin at my lump lump
You can look but you can′t touch it
If you touch it
I′ma start some drama
You don′t want no drama
No no drama no no no no drama
So don′t pull on my hand boy
You ain′t my man boy
I′m just tryna dance boy

And move my hump
My hump my hump my hump my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump my hump my lovely lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps my lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front

My loving got you..

[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending.. Ohh..
[Fergie]
Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending.. Ohh..
[Fergie]
Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me..

[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
[Fergie]
I′ma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside your jeans
[Fergie]
I′ma make make make make you scream
Make you scream make you scream

[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
[Fergie]
I′ma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that breast
All that breast inside that shirt
[Fergie]
I′ma make make make make you work
Make you work work make you work

[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me.

@ Black Eyed Peas

Текст песни:

for me
′Cause you′ve gone too far

If you wanna lie to me
If you′ll ever see yourself
Don′t come back and cry for me
′Cause you′ve gone too far

If you feel my love
Can you hear my thoughts
Can you feel everything
And if you hear my thoughts
Can you feed my soul
Can you save it too

You′re not the one that I need
To stay high on my feet
Don′t need you to succeed
Can you feel that hate that runs to you
Can you feel it too

Chorus:
If you wanna lie to me
You must change the file
Play your games
Be with your jerks
It will be just fine
If you′ll ever see yourself
Just the way you are
Don′t come back and cry for me
′Cause you′ve gone too far

If you wanna lie to me
You must change the file
Play your games
Be with your jerks
It will be just fine
If you′ll ever see yourself
Just the way you are
Don′t come back and cry for me
′Cause you′ve gone too far

If you wanna be with me
If you wanna be with me
If you wanna be with me
Baby...
You must be the way I want
You must be the way I want
You must be the way I want
Baby...

If you wanna be with me
If you wanna be with me
If you wanna be with me
Baby...
You must be the way I want
You must be the way I want
You must be the way I want
Baby...

If you wanna lie to me
If you′ll ever see yourself
Cause you′ve gone too far

If you wanna lie to me
If you′ll ever see yourself
Don′t come back and cry for me
Cause you′ve gone too far

If you feel my love
Can you hear my thoughts
Can you feel everything
If you hear my thoughts
Can you feed my soul
Can you save it too

You′re not the one that I need
To stay high on my feet
Don′t need you to succeed
Can you feel that hate that runs to you
Can you feel it too

Chorus:
If you wanna lie to me
You must change the file
Play your games
Be with your jerks
It will be just fine
If you′ll ever see yourself
Just the way you are
Don′t come back and cry for me
′Cause you′ve gone too far

If you wanna lie to me
You must change the file
Play your games
Be with your jerks
It will be just fine
If you′ll ever see yourself
Just the way you are
Don′t come back and cry for me
′Cause you′ve gone too far

If you wanna be with me
If you wanna be with me
If you wanna be with me
Baby...
You must be the way I want
You must be the way I want
You must be the way I want
Baby...

If you wanna be with me
If you wanna be with me
If you wanna be with me
Baby...
You must be the way I want
You must be the way I want
You must be the way I want
Baby...

Chorus:
If you wanna lie to me
You must change the file
Play your games
Be with your jerks
It will be just fine
If you′ll ever see yourself
Just the way you are
Don′t come back and cry for me
′Cause you′ve gone too far

If you wanna lie to me
You must change the file
Play your games
Be with your jerks
It will be just fine
If you′ll ever see yourself
Just the way you are
Don′t come back and cry for me
′Cause you′ve gone too far

@ Blaxy Girls

Текст песни:

Dream,
This dream.
Dream,
This dream.

Think about it,
No doubt about it.
I′ve been there for you,
Right from the start.
It′s not the braggers,
Just the facts,
Two one of a kinds,
That′s what we are.
And if I want to have my pick of dreams,
I would pass the world,
Pass it in a heartbeat.
Just to have this thing,
This thing that helps me breathe.
To guarantee that that ain′t all that bad,
As long as I have...

This dream,
I give to you cause you′re the biggest part of -
This dream.
So I tell you I see you and me,
Giving love like we′ll never need another,
Cause this is more than a dream,
It′s supreme.
This dream,
I share with you because you have my heart,
This dream.
So I tell you that I need you,
And I′m a be giving love,
Like I′ll never need another
Cause this is more than a dream,
It′s supreme.
Supreme.

Can′t help but feel it,
That′s how it is when something is so bleacefully appealing.
Now that you feel it,
Oh no, can′t help but want it,
To get on it.
Before it′s gone, even though it′s not a moment -
More than a dream, and I′ll stay every day,
But I′ll still make you want it.
It′s life, it′s more than meets the eye.
It′s something that you know,
You′re fortunate to realise,
It′s that thing,
That thing that helps me breathe.
To guarantee that that ain′t all that bad,
As long as I have...

This dream,
I give to you cause you′re the biggest part of -
This dream.
So I tell you I see you and me,
Giving love like we′ll never need another,
Cause this is more than a dream,
It′s supreme.
This dream,
I share with you because you have my heart,
This dream.
So I tell you that I need you,
And I′m a be giving love,
Like I′ll never need another
Cause this is more than a dream,
It′s supreme.
Supreme.

So supreme and incredible baby,
You and I together are inseperable, maybe.
Young lovers, whipping covers,
Not just here but a hundred years from now,
Remember it, just do
I love you more than my own self
And how you love me more than anyone else
And that′s good enough for me baby
It′s so plain to see that′s it more than fantasy
Baby, it′s a dream.

This dream,
I give to you cause you′re the biggest part of -
This dream.
So I tell you I see you and me,
Giving love like we′ll never need another,
Cause this is more than a dream,
It′s supreme.
This dream,
I share with you because you have my heart,
This dream.
So I tell you that I need you,
And I′m a be giving love,
Like I′ll never need another
Cause this is more than a dream,
It′s supreme.
Supreme.

@ Brandy

Текст песни:

Down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down
Down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down


I got all tricked out and I came up to this thing
Looking so fiery hot, a twenty out of ten
I saw you watching me watch you on the floor
Hitting me up like "whatchu waiting for?"

It′s alright to say you want it
Get inside my dirty mind
Burns like ice the way I bring it again and again and again all night

The beat just dropped and the room got sexy
You′re watching me like there′s no one else around
I know you want me like kids want candy
So keep watchin′ me go down n′ up n′ down

Down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down
Down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down

All of them girls you with are probably hatin′ me
But I don′t care because I know its jealousy
They see me on your lap, they think I′ll give it up
But I ain′t easy, just not afraid to rush

It′s alright to say you want it
Get inside my dirty mind
Burns like ice the way I bring it again and again and again all night

The beat just dropped and the room got sexy

You′re watching me like there′s no one else around
I know you want me like kids want candy
So keep watchin′ m go down n′ up n′ down

Down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down
Down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down (Down n′ up n′ down)
Down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down
Down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down n′ up n′ down

I can almost feel my lace
Slippin′ off cause of the bass
I can tell thats what you′re trippin′ on trippin′ on tri-tri-tri-trippin′ on
I can almost feel my lace
Slippin′ off cause of the bass
I can tell thats what you′re trippin′ on trippin′ on tri-tri-tri-trippin′ on

The beat just dropped and the room got sexy
You′re watching me like there′s no one else around
I know you want me like kids want candy
So keep watchin′ me go down n′ up n′ down (Down n′ up n′ down)

The beat just dropped and the room got sexy
You′re watching me like there′s no one else around
I know you want me like kids want candy
So keep watchin′ me go down n′ up n′ down

Down n′ up n′ dow....

@ Britney Spears

Текст песни:

(busta rhymes)(chorus)
Comin in the dance last night(uh hum)
Busta boy fear last night(uh oh)
Me couldn’t find me nine(um hum)
So me go, pull out me knife(so me say)
(repeat 2’x)

(spilff star)
A lot of brothers don’t like me
Screw me when the site me
Pop a lot of shit, but they scared to death to fight me
See me on the stage wit bust on some rap shit
They see me in the club wit bust on some lap shit
Befrore this rap shit, it was the corner crack shit
But now I’m on the world on some autograph shit
Spliff-a-spliff drop the 4 5th round the waiste
So if you want war, let me deal with the case
Ain’t nothin to it, brother I got the heart to do it
Blast in, cover the sidewalk wit ya fluid
Ya niggas stupid, ya got brains, brother use it
Ain’t nithin gonna stop my black ass, from gettin cash
On the real, that’s how deeply I feel
A born again hooligan, hungry for this meal
Got the iced- out platinum rings that you wanna steal
Come get it, watch ya whole shit get wetted
Street colonel cat, got enough cats to set it
So if you ain’t doin shit , ya niggas need to dead it
Watchin my money, it cost bullets in ya tummy
It’s all ral here, there ain’t no fear here
You mess around here, you catch ya death here
I mean it, you could front, but you believe it
Nigga guard your life before I turn around and steal it
Look into my eyes and analyze what you deal wit
If I can’t find you, I take it out on who you be wit
Type of bitch nigga I would never smoke a tree wit

(busta rhymes)(chorus)
Repeat 2’s

(busta rhymes)
Nowadays we blow like smoke out the exhaust
Contamenatin smoke still makin me cough
I mean we bout to turn this wak shit off
Wak niggas is sick wit the flu sippin chicken broth
Now here’s another winnin ripoff
Gettin money, eatin fine cuisine like buttered shrimp and rice pilaf
Stay heavily armed, alakun salom
Watch you bitch ass suffer til you got to beg for ya moms
Now turn the truck on, get ya fuck on, got you stuck on
Stupid right between yo legs, get yo suck on
Drink bottles, treat niggas like gus d’amoto
Eat avacado, soon to go purchase a white diablo
Niggas know my motto, lets get money, macho camacho
Applaud another rapper, lets go collect the nacho
Oh shit, hope you don’t slip, another murder commit
The episode comin on teen summit
Little corny nigga talk too quick, think he slick
Throwin a brick, yappin off, lyin on his dick
Too late, you’ll be the type o’ nigga that I love to hate
Brutally bust ya shit like a nigga turned primate
Time of the year, feel great, clean slate
Throw a nickle plate, property shoppin to but a landscape
How they say street niggas ’ill never have
Now we possess the 5s wit the cherry red nav
Doin things like signin graffiti on autograph
Gettin so much money staff calculate the math
Laugh you know the half, eyin in the stash
Mediatin watch the wind blow the blunt ash
You had a blast , now how long you gonna last
Ice grillin for nothing, you make yoself ass
Brace yoself one more time, know what I mean dun
Violate cross the foul line, it be yo last one

(chorus til end)

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

(intro / spliff star):
Hah...
Rah digga...
Spliff star...
Flipmode...
In ya face nigga...
You wanna battle nigga...

(spliff star):
Yo, yo, yo!
It’s my time to shine and I’m a shine bright
Sodomize the mic
Get the crowd hype
Make ’em want to fight
You see the rhymes I construct
The flows I conduct
It fucked up the party like somebody got bucked
Nigga word!
I lays it down flat like a door mat
Get head in every state wherever I toured at
Spliff ah spliff
Duh-ty nigga what the undisputed
Counting traps
Taking trip out the cacilac
Smokin’ quan-quan
Doggie style chicks in the montreaon
Cracking many bar
Fuck it
Nigga grab an averon
Me spliff, be the fucking tailor of my fashion
Fuck what niggas think
Watch a nigga turn platinum

(chorus / busta rhymes):
Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna battle
Eh, what y’all wannna do
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha

Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna battle
Just what y’all wannna do
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha

Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Ya niggas wanna battle
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Eh what y’all wannna do
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha

(rah digga):
Digga, digga
First name rahshea
Sweetest person had no idea
Just like that honey flipped three times
With nickles and dime staking rhymes by the eon
Situation around the way with my women
Looking spiffy wit the vendi type linen
Totin’ herbals
We got papers like staples
Marla marples
Didn’t think I could take you
Confrontation now niggas wanna run up
Trying to flex muscle on a bitch tring to come up
Rhymes hotter than concrete statues in eygpt
Roll they ass out like they parapilegic
Boy! I got shit for the brain
You faker than them new heads calling me by my nickname
I shatter an ego quick
I be that chick
The wrong niggas gonna be round to see that shit

(chorus / busta rhymes):
Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna battle
Eh, what y’all wannna do
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha

Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna battle
Eh, what y’all wannna do
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha

Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Ya niggas wanna battle
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Eh, what y’all wannna do
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha


(baby sham):
Get the royal blue nab and swing my way
On some real party shit if you hold your way
I can hold mine
You wanna battle blow some lines
Rocks gleam on the top of my wrist
You want this
Be the same dude that hop on the pubic splits
You can’t hold this
You jealous cause ya shorty want this
Dig her back out in front of my crib
Her man staked out
On the rare the cloud sh...shut your mouth
What you chap ’bout, the same shit
Been on for chris
The style got you twist up
Walk wit face ice grilled up
Some cat pulled up in a black surburb
Let me move first so I can park my shit on the curb
Ya moves slow get bashed in from q.b. to aspen
I’m short for reason
You spoke and should have passed that
Don’t ask my age cause the world made me like that
Blast a hole in ya face soon as my nine cock back

(chorus / busta rhymes):
Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna battle
Eh, what y’all wannna do
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha

Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna battle
Let’s, what y’all wannna do
Na cha cha cha cha cha

Ya’ll niggas wanna get down
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Ya niggas wanna battle
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Eh, what y’all wannna do
Let’s cha cha cha cha cha
Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha

(outro / busta rhymes):
Yeah...
Rah digga...
Sliff star...
Baby sham...
Flipmode squad nigga...
Fuck is the deal...
’98 shit...
’99 shit...
2000 shit...
2001 shit...
2002 shit...
Eternal shit motherfucker...
Stay tuned...

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

[missy]
When I through my uh!! in it I split it
Mess around, make you ask who did it
Forget your pride go admit
My stank butt make you wonder who shitted
Whoa there kitty
Got a fitty from the city got a minute now I’m chillin (talk to me now)
No time you silly
Fakin me like you milli vanilli
When they play this in the club they go nuts
Sweat all night ’till it smell like must
So busta what’s to discust?
I don’t know but boy what’s up (throw it up, throw it up girl)
Boy you pretty
I got a bitty from the city and my hair looking pretty
Oh you didn’t
No bullshit and you gonna get it

[busta rhymes]
Yo, I’m a get it and give it to all y’all
Hopin’ you niggas is ready for another free fall
Overall niggas need to get up off the wall
If they wanna brawl missy give me a call
Yo, not at all everytime I raid the rift
Before we bust yo’ ass better plead the 5th
Shut your mouth you niggas talk to much in my house
Me and missy lets get this money thats what I’m talkin about
Then you come nigga wanna be down
Shootin’ your load I hope you know we got the rebound
Real quick break fool know we blow your mind
Off the hook nigga fix your telephone line
When we come through tell me what you gonna do
Give me my money quick so then I can thank you
Word is born you knowin’ I only get better
Everytime supafly dangerous elements get together

[chorus]2x
She’s mrs. supafly
He’s mr. dangerous
And if you bust then they gonna bust
And one of us gonna have to duck

[missy]
When I play this in my jeep you’ll see
How this beat, rumble under my feet (under my feet, yeah)
Go ahead, you cute
If you cute then I get cute too
Go ahead missy I got many so many men I got plenty (what what)
I ain’t kindin, dance alone why don’t you come dance wit me
When I bumped this one the left they go deaf
Bust yo ear drums until none left (till none left)
Whoa there busta, they don’t like us, they don’t love us well fuck em
Oh you silly you don’t kill me you don’t feel me, boy you illin
We ain’t dealin
If no drinks then we ain’t chillin

[busta rhymes]
Yo miss supafly let me hit me and missy we gonna get all up in it
All in a minute get wit it
When I was young gettin’ babysitted
A nigga blow the spot up make you ask who did it
Contact everytime I touch a track
Freak out wiggle your funny bone and bounce back yo
Nigga see me in the back (who dat? )
You don’t know my name I’m knowin motherfucker (true dat)
You wack you better improve your shit
When I bounce on beats lyrics might abuse your shit
Make music so I can lose your mind
So hide when I finish make you wanna press for wine
Nigga see the dj cuttin’ it up
Bringin’ it back rippin’ the track you know we fuckin it up
Got you suckin it up
My nigga chill out, make you ill out
And watch all of the moet spill out

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

[ft. Flipmode Squad, Mariah Carey]

Yeah
Shorty I know what you need
I got everything you need
I promise I ain′t gonna hold out either
I′ma give it all to you baby
It′s on, bust it

[Chorus: 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

1- Baby if you give it to me
I′ll give it to you
I know what you want

You know I got it
Baby if you give it to me
I′ll give it to you
As long as you want
You know I got it

2- Baby if you give it to me
I′ll give it to you
I know what you want
You know I got it
Baby if you give it to me
I′ll give it to you
As long as you want
You know I got it

[Verse 1: Spliff Star]
We been together for a few years
Shared a few tears
Called each other nicknames
Like Sugar Plum and Poo Bear
I′m always on the road
I′m hardly ever home
Always busy this busy that
Can′t talk on the phone
I know you aggrevated
Walk around frustrated
Ya patience gettin′ short
How long can you tolerate it
Listen ma I′m just motivated
I do this for us
Step on the grind tryin′ to elevate it now

[Verse 2: Baby Sham]
Hey yo to really be honest
You stuck with me through my whole struggle
Can′t express the words
How much the kid loves ya
I′ma stand as a man never above ya
I can tell that you different from most
Slightly approach you
And that ill shit about it
We gon′ sex every day
But when we sex we tease
In a passionate way
I love the way you touch it
Those little elaborate ways
Got the guard feelin′ released
To relax for the day
It′s on you ma

[Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Shh, mami listen
I feel ya love for me baby
And how it move through you
I been longin′ for the moment
To talk the truth to you
Listen, I′m never home
I always get up and go
Puttin′ you through the unnecessary rigga-ma-ro
I never meant to put a thousand pounds
Of stress on ya head
I love the way we sleep
And always cuddle in bed
Baby, I stay embracin′ ya patience
Sheddin′ ya tears with me
I ask you my mami
Please continue to bear with me

[Verse 4: Rah Digga]
We started out broke
Constantly on a roll
Cuttin′ up in the streets like we would never get old
Went from Lucy′s and buses to sixty cent sodas
And Novas to Hondas to Lexus to Rovers
Mad years passed
Still got each other back
Word is bond never screw none of these industry cats
We like Scull and Mulder
Walkin′ shoulder to shoulder
Milkin′ this game watchin′ our seeds gettin′ older

[Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

[Verse 5: Busta Rhymes]
Yes you know I′ll die for you
And ya know I′ll ride with you
I will always try with you
And give ya my love and cry with you

[Verser 6: Mariah Carey]
I will climb a mountain high
Until I was up to touch the sky
So baby come and get more close to me
This is where your love is supposed to be

[Verse 7 : Rampage]
I pull up to the house in a pink Lamborghini
It′s been a few months in PA you haven′t seen me
Ya lookin′ good in that Gucci bikini
38 carats ya ring lookin′ freezy
No matter what I do in the world you never leave me
Fall back ma I′ll make ya lifestyle easy
I appreciate the things ya do to please me
Lookin′ at my daughter you′ll never do me greasy

Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey

Flipmode Records, J Records
Def Jam Records
Busta Rhymes...Mariah
Flipmode Squad, yeah
So beautiful
Ah-ha I knew you was gon′ give me that high note
Mariah
Ah-ha-ha yeah

@ Busta Rhymes

Текст песни:

[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The Anarchy, Busta Rhymes shit c′mon!

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

Ready for Busta Rhymes
He′s the one we′ve all, been waiting for, forever
(I feel so fuckin good, my people!!)
Ready for Flipmode Squad
(So powerful!! So good today!!)
They′re the ones we′ve all, been waiting for, forever
(Yeah!! Yeah, new "Rulership"!!)
Ready for Busta Rhymes
(It feels so fuckin good in my soul, come on!!)
He′s the one we′ve all, been waiting for, forever
(I wanna see y′all; all my people if you feel good!!)
Ready for Flipmode Squad
(Just talk to me, c′mon, c′mon!!)
They′re the ones we′ve all, been waiting for, forever
(Now!! Now, let me see y′all, so powerful!!)
Ready..

[Busta Rhymes]
All praise due, we comin through real hard
Niggaz raisin they right hand, salutin da God
Yo, like a burnin sensation of Henny on the first sip
Hot shit my nigga; let me spit a verse quick
Work shit inward, until my niggaz hurt shit
and plot elaborate schemes for monies niggaz worship
Beautiful like the pleasure of when I burst my first clip
at a nigga who sold me a brick that wasn′t WORTH shit
Yo, we BOMB shit, fire alarm shit
with my bitches who take packages under they armpit
Now, we remain the +Imperial+ live niggaz
who consistantly blackout and rep for them wild niggaz
Yo, you incompatible, snatch yo′ collateral
Gun blunt you, and rep for every thug capital
Diagonal vision, niggaz seein shit on slant
Plant beatings on niggaz and celebrate a war chant
Diabolic how we manifest raw logic
Chronological time, we bring niggaz the raw project
Hold fort and represent as the grand wizard
Street chronicle illustrate the bakin of a bad blizzard
I got a spot for ya,
with live niggaz who murder sloppier
than ALL of the Trenchcoat Mafia yo
Cause when you hear the sweet music playin
It′s like theme music for murder scenes
like the Colorado slayin - cause I don′t give a fuck
Speedin like we racin on the Aqueduct
Black tinted-out, government truck
Curbside on niggaz, leanin just a little bit
Trunk ?? with smoke, my bitch′ll take a little hit
Fake niggaz could be the BEST actors
My bullets whiz so fast you feel the WINDSHIELD factors
In the wrong place you get your WIG peeled backwards
Get an ounce of the ′dro and STEAM a pack of Blackwoods

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

Ready for Busta Rhymes
He′s the one we′ve all, been waiting for, forever
(Yeah, yeah, just feel what I feel niggaz!!)
Ready for Flipmode Squad
(Yeah, just reach up and just touch the sky niggaz!!)
They′re the ones we′ve all, been waiting for, forever
(Now, hah, yeah, I try so hard,
to just share that shit that I′m feelin!!)
Ready for Busta Rhymes
(All my niggaz just talk to me!!)
He′s the one we′ve all, been waiting for, forever
(So powerful!! Flipmode Squad now!!)
Ready for Flipmode Squad
(Yeah, new "Rulership,"
all my niggaz just walk in line!!)
They′re the ones we′ve all, been waiting for, forever
(Walk in line with me!! Talk to me now!!)

[Busta Rhymes]
Welcome..
We are now in the current state of the Anarchy
We fight, to survive niggaz
We fight, to rule our own government
We livin in a current state, of no fuckin government
Niggaz don′t even know how to follow they own spirit
Lost niggaz..
Unsure niggaz, insecure niggaz
Fuck that! Salute, all our motherfuckers!!
All my niggaz ready to hold it down on the front line!!
We survived it niggaz, two-thousand
Time for the new bloodline to run shit
Enjoy the album

@ Busta Rhymes