Busta Rhymes Şarkı Sözleri
[Genesis] Şarkı Sözleri
[Busta Rhymes]
Genesis
Genesis
Genesis
Genesis
Genesis
Genesis
Genesis
Genesis
[Hook]
As we welcome you after the future
Oh! we come to give you that
Operating like we be official
Yeah! we come to mutiply
And were planning a scheme for the long win
Yeah!our shit be always right
Every move you'll see how it's related
[Busta]
Genesis
Genesis
Genesis
[Hook]
[Busta]
Genesis
Genesis
[Verse 1]
While we continuosly stay sculpturing bombs
Love, unconditional greetings with opening arms
And for my worthy niggas i'm a die tyrin for ya'll
With the blessing of an angel tear cryin' for ya'll
Back to the foundation, takin you, wander back where it all started
With a whole new beginning and a brand new hunger
Starving to where my skin was suffocating my ribs
Now we got bitches interior decorating my crib
Touch the love I got like you holdin my heart in my hand
And watch my manifest that shit was all a part of the plan
The fashion that I choose to deal with this shit
Sometimes it's so hard to describe the passion that I feel for this shit
How many struggles I survived just to eat this meal
Never thought ya'll maybe thinkin' that it could be this real
Flipmode up in this bitch now let me make you aware
Too late for turning back my nigga cause we takin' it there
[Hook]
[Busta Rhymes]
Genesis
Genesis
Genesis
And leave!
[Verse 2]
And leave a mark until it's deep in the floor
Ya'll niggas fucked up never should've let let me get my feet in the door
And then I step through, fuck wiping my feet at the door
I be the deacon i'm beatin' niggas and speaking of raw
Strictly raw shit is what niggas be seeking me for
testing my strenght, that's what the devil's trying to weaken me for
C'mon, yes! and ya'll off to the next step for sure
Rep and make you wanna accept more
Niggas analyze the jewel that I reveal in a rhyme
I'm like something that has evolved about a million times
Peep the display with all the new features
The way we really doin it, these mu-fuckas probably wouldn't believe it
Flipmode Squad by all means I pledge of allegiance
With the great feeling of people like the comin' of Jesus
While a lot of other niggas don't be telling you nothing
That be the same bullshit that's always pushin' my buttons
Godly is how we rep this undeniable force
You like a weak preacher, sware, you smack dead on a cross
Smack ya fingers for tryin' to put your hands in the sauce
Sometimes i think that it would be best if you run
And do yourself a favor, cause you got your whole life ahead of you son!
A whole new thang starting for me
Smell so much ass in a spot, the beat got the world fartin' for me
When I spit you know I always love to gun a shit hard
While you loving, hating niggas trying to tarnish the God
I know some dudes that would love to bring the hatred to ya'll
While I continue to bless you with shit that's is sacred to ya'll
Even if I had to bend you in place
I always put it down and rep my niggas from the most genuine place
From my street corner niggaz to my live niggas everywhere
Too late for turning back, we takin' it there
[Hook]
[Busta: repeat 35X]
Genesis
[Street Shit] Şarkı Sözleri
[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah.. this one appears to be very forceful..
Very forceful.. yeah, here we go now
Niggaz, bitches, where you at talk
Thug niggaz let me see y'all, yeah
Hah, before we slap niggaz silly with somethin
and put you out your misery and your sufferin
Uh-oh! Yeah, and just for frontin,
you got me bustin two nines
with one hand tied together or somethin
Ain't no mistakin we takin your trap
In case you niggaz didn't know,
you fuckin with the GLADIATORS of rap
On some John Reno shit in Professional,
how we accurate and precise when we bust
and every move is intentional
Violate and I will get at yo' ass
And if I can't catch you track star
we'll start throwin SHIT at yo' ass
Wait a minute nigga, hold up second,
see youse a bitch and while we bust yo' ass
yo' faggot peoples ain't even checkin
Yo y'all need to send the coroner, shit
Leave you lookin out a place
like youse a tourist on some foreigner shit
I be that nigga and I love to experiment
with specific high-explosives
just to take y'all niggaz out of this element, NOW!!
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Cause we got new shit for y'all
(All my niggaz in the spots,
y'all know we tear the shit down and how we hold it nigga)
And we come to take shit over y'all
(Yes we here to regulate
and put our foot down, the shop is closin nigga)
Always rep the street for all y'all
(Constantly hittin y'all off with street shit
and keep y'all niggaz open yeah
All my niggaz, all my bitches) Whatcha'all gon' do now,
everytime we come with that street shit
[Busta Rhymes]
Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz
Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz
Aiyyo the shit we do be so off the hook,
fuck around and get yo' leg broke
and beat all in yo' face with ya foot
We here to stay, FUCK payin a visit
I only fuck with certain LIVE niggaz
like my niggaz Tash and Xzibit
Ever since I vowed to keep the shit raw
I stay hittin niggaz with shit
that'll leave they fuckin face on the floor
Everytime niggaz know when we black
Smack a nigga so fuckin hard
he'll fall and probably spin on his back
Funny how niggaz'll always shit talk
The very next day they will notice the difference
in the way they bitch walk
My street niggaz need to come for the ride
Cause when we step up in the place
you funny niggaz need to slide to the side
I love to watch these funny niggaz diminish
and while we slowly murder them niggaz
they prayin on the MOMENT we finish
I take you back to the very beginnin
and beat you in yo' head from birth
and watch you grow lovin the SHIT we be bringin
Street niggaz keep they mind on they dream
Focus the most on gettin they paper
and be thoroughly reppin they team
You know we quick to mash it down for some hours
Quick to leave some of these niggaz shook
runnin with the rest of them cowards
And leave the rest of niggaz ready to dumb
and rep the street until we all die
could give a fuck wherever you from, NOW!!
[Chorus w/ minor variations]
[Busta Rhymes]
For all my motherfuckers
that live in the urban city areas
Only the urban city areas
The ghettoes
The neighborhoods where they got, delis, liquor stores
and churches right across the streets from alla that
Yeah..
Motherfuckers sellin weed, crack, and all of that shit
on the corner - it ain't the right thing to do
But niggaz is put in the motherfuckin, living conditions
that have to do that shit
The street motherfuckers
All y'all survival of the fittest motherfuckers, SURVIVE
This is dedicated to y'all
Street shit
[Anarchy] Şarkı Sözleri
[CHORUS]
What this world is comin to, to, to
Can you see, see, see, see
What's in store for you, for you, you, you, you, you, you, you
[Verse 1]
Yo, right before I lay your soul to sleep
Witness the day of your wreckin and wit god on the street
Behold! What the fuck y'all niggas come around here for
We massacre the masses so therefore
Here's your, invitation to explore
The way we gather up niggas to thoroughly rep for
My street niggas, C'mon!
Stressed niggas, C'mon!
Hungry niggas, C'mon!
Yes, yes y'all, C'mon!
Hope my live motherfuckers pass the test y'all
Prepare for high retribution, and I hope God bless y'all (bless y'all)
Fuck shit up and watch the truth manifest y'all (fest y'all)
Feel it in your guts and the burnin in your chest y'all (chest y'all)
Pushin through just like a wild flood
With such a pain that's so intense it make y'all wanna cry blood
My slang talk earned a scholarship, from how to style a chick
Influnce rulership and earn another dollar quick (quick)
You need to do the philisophical research
Fuck around and be the next to die you better leave first
Yo, my whole crew extra large, stay charged
Like polytheism havin belief in many gods
I gotta handful of niggas wit a sick disease
Die close to destructive anti-social tendencies
Yo, turn up the treble just a level
Analyze the science deeper than when Musa symbolized the devil
Now let me ask y'all
[CHORUS]
[you are now in the current state of Anarchy]
[Verse 2]
Ha, all hell break loose
Yo, we fight to the end and never call for a truce
Y'all niggas better pick and choose and select the battles wisely
Always with the same approach and never once surprised me
Ha, however how clever
Niggas is fighting for mad cheddar
Yo, cold like the wind blow in the winter
Make you remember the torture like the frostbite that bit off your finger
This Means War, I said it before
Adrenaline rush, heart beat rapid, sweat wet up the floor
Try to threat and wanna battle me nigga
I'ma show you the major differnce between a dream and reality nigga
Yo, then I continuously hype up a nation
Huddle wit my niggas plan for tomorrow go into isolation
And analyze how many niggas gon lose
Tryin to squeeze they foot up in a pair of great man shoes
And analyze how we was needed to live
Carry out my dooney give the most thanks and be appreciative
Pass this to all my seeds after me
Represent and fight to be that everything my seeds want me to be
The economy has been at it's best, to all my niggas hungry
Let's keep weavin and magical methods of makin money
So I'ma rep at my fullest, you can't spark me
And fight the hardest in the grim current state of Anarchy...
[CHORUS]
[Arab Money] Şarkı Sözleri
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Ron Browz, yes!
Oh, we back in the most amazin' way
Well, lemme introduce you to the new talk
Let's get straight to it
C'mon!
[Chorus: Ron Browz]
Shalai Lai Lai Halilili Hai Lo!
Hi Li Ba Lai Hey Hi Li Bai Lo!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Ha La Shiki Hai Lili Ba La!
Milli Ai Lai Shi Lili Ba La!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Now, there ain't no way that you could kill the beast dead
I got Middle East women and Middle East bread
I got oil well money in the desert playing golf
Dolce shorts, dashiki with a Louie Scarf
Chest cold, diamonds make a nigga wanna cough
In Dubai, 20 million on the villa loft
And then I step up in the club and then these other niggas mad as shit
The way I make the people wanna sing the hook in Arabic!
[Chorus: Ron Browz]
Shalai Lai Lai Halilili Hai Lo!
Hi Li Ba Lai Hey Hi Li Bai Lo!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Ha La Shiki Hai Lili Ba La!
Milli Ai Lai Shi Lili Ba La!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Seven star hotels, Maybach, movie sick
Big bitches, knock-kneed camel-toed groupie shit
Women walk around while security on camelback
Club on fire now, niggas don't know how to act
Sittin' in casinos while I'm gamblin' with Arafat
Money long, watch me purchase pieces of the Almanac
Y'all already know, I got the streets buzzin'
While I make you bow down and make Salaat like a Muslim
[Chorus: Ron Browz]
Shalai Lai Lai Halilili Hai Lo!
Hi Li Ba Lai Hey Hi Li Bai Lo!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Ha La Shiki Hai Lili Ba La!
Milli Ai Lai Shi Lili Ba La!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
See, now I take trips to Baghdad dummy
While I use stacked chips and count Arab money now
I don't need to get fresh, about to grow a beard duke
So much cake even the money look weird too
Domestic bread, and I'm broad, I'm tryna eat right
Prince Alwali, Bin Talal, Al Saul
They respect the value of my worth in Maui, Malaysia
Iran and Iraq, Saudi Arabia!
[Chorus: Ron Browz]
Shalai Lai Lai Halilili Hai Lo!
Hi Li Ba Lai Hey Hi Li Bai Lo!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Ha La Shiki Hai Lili Ba La!
Milli Ai Lai Shi Lili Ba La!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
