Busta Rhymes lyrics
Busta Rhymes lyrics
"Fire lyrics"
Animal Instinct lyrics
On my back you're on my track I can feel you creeping up on me. Such a hungry love on the hunt Stalking through the night we're running wild. In your eyes I'm the prize in the lion's den I can't get free. Now we're alone don't let me go 'Cause you're bringing out the savage beast in me.
On my back you're on my track I can feel you creeping up on me. Such a hungry love on the hunt Stalking through the night we're running wild. In your eyes I'm the prize in the lion's den I can't get free. Now we're alone don't let me go 'Cause you're bringing out the savage beast in me.
[Intro:]
Busta Rhymes, 2000
We got the fire now
Come on!
[Verse 1:]
Hey, come on, hey
Whether it's from all of us
You best believe Busta rhymes more flavor than all the rest
From all the mess, hardcoreness from all the stress
Gotsta get this flawless flow from off my chest
Whose impossible folding impossible flow
Ain't a thing in the world that ain't culpable so so
I make you anticipate great
Type shape real live niggas appreciate
To the utmost I pack toast, keep the gat closed
Run niggas to the island I pack most
After the gun burst quen
Frosty The Snowman lyrics
Frosty the Snowman Was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose And two eyes made out of coal Frosty the Snowman Is a fairytale, they say He was made of snow but the children know How he came to life one day There must have been some magic In that old
ch my blood thirstFrosty the Snowman Was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose And two eyes made out of coal Frosty the Snowman Is a fairytale, they say He was made of snow but the children know How he came to life one day There must have been some magic In that old
We will be leavin' you much worse so one hearse
Yo, now we embellish fuck the jealous
And they mark on niggas now what you gon' tell us
Skydiver, short circuit just like a live wire
And give it the niggas because we got the FIRE!
[Chorus:]
All my people in the place (Iyyiiiyyiiiiyyiiiiyyiiiii)
Just put your hands up in the air
And while we blow the spot and keep it hot
You got that FIRE!
Jump, shake, bounce when we come to you turn you out
It's Flipmode Squad that keeps on right your rightest place
We got that FIRE!
[Verse 2:]
Just Like Me lyrics
I think about you And I dream about you In your white night life But you your not quite right You make me believe in the night Yes this is your life [Chorus:] Well you're just like me You're not a king And you're not a queen You're just like me And I have a sol
AiyyoI think about you And I dream about you In your white night life But you your not quite right You make me believe in the night Yes this is your life [Chorus:] Well you're just like me You're not a king And you're not a queen You're just like me And I have a sol
Rock until I'm gone
Till the party's over and he start turnin' the lights on
Type of shit, right inside your whole crew be on
Be the bullshit, so keep movin' on
No I ain't havin' it
Why you grabbin' it, my flow is immaculate
Passionate when it comes to the fire that you have to get
Then I tackle it and kill like we Jackal and Jaffolit
Rob niggas and give it to the church so they can raffle it
Now you can distinguish how
Afro-English flowin' broke in English
Witness how we stay hot and how we keep us goslin'
Women flawsin' blow the spot often
(WHAT) niggas say (WHAT) you need to
Daddy Go Down lyrics
The sun sinks low in the western landsGo down, daddy go-down, daddy oh daddy go-downAnd a woman's heart is like the windGo down, daddy go-down, daddy oh daddy go-downAnd he could not put her from his mindAnd love is strong and it will not dieGo down, daddy go-down, daddy oh daddy go-d
calculateThe sun sinks low in the western landsGo down, daddy go-down, daddy oh daddy go-downAnd a woman's heart is like the windGo down, daddy go-down, daddy oh daddy go-downAnd he could not put her from his mindAnd love is strong and it will not dieGo down, daddy go-down, daddy oh daddy go-d
Re-evaluate the shit off so we retaliate
Marinate, when I give the hustle and carry weight
And bust up niggas like you would have the Bleat Estate
It's the niggas like y'all I hits for only when it counts
Black on the set and make motherfuckers bounce
Connected the raw types of shit
To make your bitch bug and make niggas pull out cake
Hey I think it's whack yo, I stack dough, and pack a rap show
And then let all of my niggas in the back door
And let the spot short circuit just like a live wire
And give it the niggas because we got the FIRE!
[Chorus]
FIRE!