Where Were About To Take It - Busta Rhymes



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Motherfuker Flipmode nigga

More advanced technology for y'all niggas

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Hop skip jump makin' ya flip

Dislocate your hip bone vertabrate slip

Shut ya lip and talk shit, lost ya grip

On the realist thing in life niggga pass the clip

Makin' ya beg for your life, quickly strip

Oh shit, make you give me all of your belongings quick

Come up off of that ya get smacked, knock ya bitch back

Blow make ya go back to the way you use to act

Get money, fuck the bull shit ain't nuthin' funny

Nowadays violate quick, will ya face bloody

Freak show have a nigga whole shit crisp

Break ya face from the swing of my hand, flick of my wrist

Dismiss all y'all niggas and ball up my fist

I hate a fake nigga and you at the top of the list

Wait regardless how you skip around the fat remains

You a bitch now learin' how to play these games

Exercise the right to rip shit every nite

Precisely, niggas be nicely doin' it right

Holy mackerel, nuthin' less than actual factual

Stay reppin' even when we conversate casual

Read it in your manual

Attend to our annual get together

Sarinate in luxury, doin' what ever

Doin' my thing, Trevade bumps King

Truck jeweling it, watch the medallion swing

So fast nigga forget shit as time past

Break a piece of glass quick to amputate your ass

The title wave movin' faster than the speed of sound

Gargantua, weighing in at a million pounds

The more the heavy the more the solid

My niggas run thick

Fast to bap the John type, my niggas murder yo



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