Freestyle

Busta Rhymes, the place to be

Flipmode Squad, entirety

With the God, Cormega

No fucking deals, we gets biz like that

Stack bills, y'all niggas chill

One time, QB, yeah my nigga Cormega

Busta Rhymes, real MC's

What the fuck, chill y'all niggas will watch

From above, up in the heavens, Busta Rhymes, and Cormega

It's about approximately seven o'clock

Its get busy while niggas is still riding the jock

Yeah my gock, stay on cock

What the fuck you looking at black?

Relax, chill with all that

I'm saying though

Its gets busy with the wild flow

Busta Rhymes, gets busy, and digging 40 below

While you shoveling snow

We freestyle and having a good time

Busta Rhymes, my nigga named Cormega

Lets have a seat and play a game of, uh.

Sega Genesis, we gets busy from here to Nemesis

It comes through like this

While all them other niggas is diminishing and blemishing

We come through with the rhymes, and we still finishing

The whole show at the end of the night

Niggas don't feel right, niggas is moving uptight

Fuck the bullshit, I'm coming through my shit is out of sight

Play out in tomorrows, while niggas is driving fly cars

Motherfucker, we driving fat bottles at the bar

Niggas can't see me and the mega, is superstars

Now what the fuck is here, Busta Rhymes living legend, dairy

Cormega, it's very necessary, that we school niggas

Drop jewels on niggas, fools out of niggas

We play em like that, word is born

Guess we comes down like this

Have fun mega, show them niggas deal shit

Yo son, we need the silence

Yo shit is real I can't escape the violence

In my sleep, I see jail cells in Gator Island

My greatest challenge, to analyze, like I'm weighing ounces

Lounging in a rover, on a Jamaican island

I kick the potent grammar, flow like, coke you bag up

I told my son in mart nine to blow your man up

My hand to hand soldiers, rep ill

If my words don't affect you, then death will

Mega Montana, for real, say hello to the bad guys

This Busta Rhymes, Mega shit is madd fly, and I

Keep my heater on standby

The nine millimeter shine, kill or be killed

You fuck me you die, you fuck me you die, you fuck me you'll die

I don't trust a nine, but a I love my nigga Busta Rhymes

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Right through the door, the ambassador

Busta Rhymes will make all you niggas fall on the floor

Catch a heat stroke, Busta Rhymes is still provoke

Niggas will choke off my black smoke, what the fuck

Niggas don't really want the noise, its Busta Rhymes

I make noise, for all the little girls and boys

To enjoy when I speak

It's Busta Rhymes, and I get down every single day of the week

Motherfuckers talk that bullshit, shit still sound weak

What the fuck you dealing wit?

Niggas is bustin' nuts all over your families

Its Busta Rhymes, and I come through, and I defy gravities

Niggas can not see the technology

It's Busta Rhymes, my shit is advanced, take one chance

My shit is like CD's enhanced

It's a breakthrough, what the fuck is the deal

My rhyme skill, is so ill, niggas better chill

Busta Rhymes coming through for real, Cormega..

What up my nigga?

[Busta Rhymes]

We had fun

[Cormega]

Yeah, It's like that, you don't stop

[Busta Rhymes]

Then we back niggas guns

Yeah, Yeah, It's like that and you don't stop

My nigga Busta Rhymes kicking from the bottom to the top

In the studio live, me and my niggas lied

My and my nigga Busta rep'n since 9-5

Cause 95, that's the year a nigga like me arrived

On the streets I was locked down, doing my time

I see my nigga Busta in the studio, he like yo

"Your shit is peace God", I'm like "peace, I like you too bro"

Ever since then, we've been cool like Hennessey, and Remi

And rhyme is like extremity

I'm in the studio, kicking the rhyme again, I'm divine again

With my black notebook, and ill fucking Heineken

My nigga motherfucker Busta, the Rhyme

Yo, shit is real God

Peace, love, divine (Word is born)