I got your back Busta: let me snuff that nigga talking shit I got your back Shame: I go against the world for my squad I got your back I got your back
hearse Yo, Game I don't really give a f-ck if it's your record And you my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh See the way I coming, how I do the
this the end?) Sometimes I be wakin' up at high noon Sayin, "Why me, Lord?", folks thinkin' I'ma die soon I just tell 'em keep seekin' but when they sleepin' I
not cry" Do you know that I'm gone then say don't die I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme Thought it was over but I crept from behind Wanna
is what we got to do, G" Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good So I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood 'Cause baby-mama screaming, "Your
huh) Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal (yeah) Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh) And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
, Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few flows so I can
way we be blowin them spots out [Busta Rhymes] Come on, look how we got 'em ready to act out Girl, I'm ready to give it twistin your back out (Let's
street Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat Yo, we got the obscure shit for the street Nevertheless, we split your head and your
blowin them spots out [Busta Rhymes] Come on, look how we got 'em ready to act out Girl, I'm ready to give it twistin your back out (Let's go) [P.
I will be there in 10 seconds flat You know I got your back I'll be there just in time to counteract Sometimes I'm unforget cooth My S5 bulletproof
better wash your dirty ears with some 409 I always rhyme elite,stay on beat Travel in a posse when I walk the street Loved to say my rhymes when I used to max Now I
I check your styles, although you rhyme quicker No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine thicker Jealousy will make a fool die quicker than liquor Watch your back
3 That's me, the motherfuckin', T I got ride on my surfboard, rhyme hard But only buy the shit that I can't afford That's everything, that's why I truck
got juice with an ultimate ??? You think you got game, with that favour to your brain? FUCK YA NAME!!! Stompin' the rut got yourself to blame I represent
' about Everyone get back, this is a rap jack I'm takin' your kids' brains, you ain't gettin' 'em back With a move of perfection, my dissection Some call it lethal injection I
