Busta Rhymes lyrics
Busta Rhymes lyrics
"Everybody Rise Again lyrics"
Confession lyrics
Felt like the earth was alive Felt like a life worth living Too bad that knife in my back was so heavy And now the bitch is gone, but still the knife remains So glad she's packed and gone already Well it's like... Life after death is life after you Half of all of this is gonna have to do Is gonna have to do This time the cohice was mine This time I just won't give in Too bad that knife in my back was s
Felt like the earth was alive Felt like a life worth living Too bad that knife in my back was so heavy And now the bitch is gone, but still the knife remains So glad she's packed and gone already Well it's like... Life after death is life after you Half of all of this is gonna have to do Is gonna have to do This time the cohice was mine This time I just won't give in Too bad that knife in my back was s
[Busta Rhymes]
Let's get it goin
Yeah... yeah
I'm about to Picasso a new picture for you mufuckas
I'm baaack... yeah
I just want every one of you mothafuckas that here to do one thing with me
C'mon
[Chorus]
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody riiiiiiiiise
C'mon, New York, Jersey, Philly, Bemore, D.C., Virginia, come on!
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody riiiiiiiiise
N.C., ATL, Chicago, Cleveland, Miami, LA, Houston
[Verse 1]
We bite the nigga straight outta jail, give me the money nigga
I'll smack you stupid, ain't nuttin funny nigga
I'll lay a nigga out and use they ass to shoot like a marble black floor
Bloody something like a hacksaw
And then we stash a couple gats in the bag because we at war
Pistol whip some of these niggas, leavin em wit cracked jaws
Battlin like we in costalon, nig
Unclean Spirits lyrics
Tuesday early evening Father Malone: "Holy Lord, Almighty Father Everylasting God and father of our Lord Jesus Christ Who sent your only begotten son into the world To crush that lion Strike terror Lord, into the Beast Let your mighty hand cast him out of your servant Sarah Lafayette So he may no longer hold captive this prisoner I cast you, you unclean spirit In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ It is he who commands you It is
gas see you supposed to knowTuesday early evening Father Malone: "Holy Lord, Almighty Father Everylasting God and father of our Lord Jesus Christ Who sent your only begotten son into the world To crush that lion Strike terror Lord, into the Beast Let your mighty hand cast him out of your servant Sarah Lafayette So he may no longer hold captive this prisoner I cast you, you unclean spirit In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ It is he who commands you It is
We extremely serious niggas
You see it's so marvelous how we just strap more, pack more
No chichi niggas allowed, just throw em out the back door
This lone menace got it wicked for the protenants
You niggas soft like limp dick and lead progenes
Blessin the younger thug wit shit to look forward to
The god is back, so niggas is quick and to fast forward you
Yo, this shit be straight energy
You've been fuckin wit Flip Mode, nigga, while I'm refreshin your memory
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody riiiiiiiiise
N.O., Seattle, Detroit, St Louis, Dalas, South Carolina, niggas c'mon!
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody riiiiiiiiise
Connecticut, Pennsylvania, Boston, Buffalo, Delaware, Okland, Little Rock, c'mon!
[Verse 2]
You see it's hectic, respect it
Blow up your deck un
Mr. Jones lyrics
Mr. Jones Put a wiggle in your stride Loosen up I believe he'll be alright Changing clothes Now he's got ventilated slacks Bouncing off the walls Mr. Jones is back! Bulge out And wind your waist Tight pants Got curly hair Drinking cold beer From metal cans Moonshine And Handi-Wipes! Mr. Jones is back in town it's his lucky day Hold up your hands and shout Jones is on his way Pitter pat Mr. Jones is back in town Aces high Now his
il my cassette is ejectedMr. Jones Put a wiggle in your stride Loosen up I believe he'll be alright Changing clothes Now he's got ventilated slacks Bouncing off the walls Mr. Jones is back! Bulge out And wind your waist Tight pants Got curly hair Drinking cold beer From metal cans Moonshine And Handi-Wipes! Mr. Jones is back in town it's his lucky day Hold up your hands and shout Jones is on his way Pitter pat Mr. Jones is back in town Aces high Now his
How I will beat you just like your father, don't even bother
However nigga, whatever nigga, who wanna follow?
It gets coarse like the calice of a struggling black foot under privilege
I'm quick to stick you for your whole bank book
Bitches follow my bounce and follow my flow
Follow me now, follow me later, follow my glow
Ayyo, follow instructions and follow the pro
And to follow my magic, bitches wanna follow my doe
Keepin ya bouncing, got all my people singin the hook
Got bitches buggin like how niggas be wild in the brook
Look, we street niggas, while you live by the book
Funny nigga, ain't no need to shoot yourself in the foot
Fuck wit bitches that's gettin doe and they know how to cook
In every struggle, I always did whatever it took!
So all my niggas
[Chorus]
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody riiiiii
Summertime lyrics
Summertime And the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Oh your daddy's rich And your mamma's good lookin' So hush little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're going to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky Oh but till that morning There aint nothing gonna harm you No if mommy and daddys standin by yeah Oh summerti
iiseSummertime And the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Oh your daddy's rich And your mamma's good lookin' So hush little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're going to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky Oh but till that morning There aint nothing gonna harm you No if mommy and daddys standin by yeah Oh summerti
Maryland, Michigan, Kansas, Kentucky, Alabama, Indiana, Utah, c'mon!
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody riiiiiiiiise
Phoenix, Memphis, Nashville, Mississippi, Rhode Island, Colorado, Wyoming, fuck it
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody riiiiiiiiise
Idaho, Illinois, Minnesota, Missouri, Oklahoma, Overgod, South Dakota, come on!
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody riiiiiiiiise
Almafon boroughs, Brooklyn, Queens, Yorksman, Hatinstaton alley niggas, come on!
Ha, yeah, everybody rise, come on
Everybody rise again, rise wit me mufuckas
As I welcome you all to the genesis
A whole new foundation, A whole new idea
A whole new experience
A whole... entire... new... movement
Busta Rhymes, Flip Mode Squad, I salute y'all
Yeah, yeah, come on, everybody riiiiiiiiiiiiiiise
Yeah, yeah, enough of the intro shit, let's get straight to it