get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on There's a bed full of money that I get my ass
busta rhymes intro ayo somebody tell steven speilberg & george lucas thank you for directing this movie (hahahaha) (hashemeke hayla ha-its the remix!)
out [P. Diddy] Short circuits blacken the blocks out Now open up the garage and pull the drops out Rockin the fur coat bringin the blue fox out [Busta Rhymes
wacker than a postal office massacre Is that so? Make moves just like a fatso Bounce in a Minivan Astro after my gat blow Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
hit you with another one of them Old phenomenal shits Nineteen-ninety-six, that nigga comes through With another one of them fucking ill ones Busta Rhymes
out [Busta Rhymes] Diamonds light up the block runnin the blue rocks out (Uh) Wylin till all of my crew knocked out (Come On) [P. Did] Get yo' ass
ass HOLE! Get out the fast dramer says your moving to SLOW! On your marks, get set, ready, GO! (repeat) (Verse 2) I told panic We don't get no static
Uh ah uh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhahaha Check it out Flipmode squad Raw deluxe shit '98 Check it out I be the street shit The nigga your mama
been an option A paper long like we was on the trap and we bout ta take the hood shoppin' Get it! [Chorus: Chester Bennington] (Busta Rhymes) *Mike
at club med Ya say you like this record,you think it's fun? Party people get stupid we just begun!!! (break) You're get,get,gettin' real stupid As the beat hits your body get
part of that throughout the years I'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real And love to all my niggas that have died out here
, I take a motherfucker out quick Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt L.A., Atlanta, New York, yo, my shit rocks Chi-town, Miami, Detroit, I get
Pass Time, it's blast time - club's out Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!! Niggas break ill, pop-drunks get the guns out Set the shit off with the
't give a fuck what you do Bust him in his motherfuckin' head If he got any money, take it If there is money there, rob the motherfuckin' joint As far as moms bust
your ass can say "Ho" I'm like a time bomb but I'm a rhyme bomb Spray the whole audience with napalm Or something just as hot, I'll bust a rhyme, why
Ice muthafuckin' T And I've been listenin' to a lotta DJ's Get on the mike and tryin' to get busy You know what I'm sayin'? But can't no DJ get rap
get soft 'Cause I'm hard as they come, I come correct You can't handle the vandal hit eject If not you better get out my face, sucker Or else you better