Busta Rhymes - Street Shit Lyrics

Writer(s) : SMITH, JAMEEL / COX, M. DALE / FYFFE, TYRONE GREGORY
Artist: Busta Rhymes Lyrics
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Album: Track 6 on Anarchy
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[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, this one appears to be very forceful
Very forceful, yeah, here we go now
*****z, *****es, where you at talk

Thug *****z let me see y'all, yeah
Hah, before we slap *****s silly with something
And put you out your misery and your suffering
Uh-oh! Yeah, and just for fronting,
You got me busting two nines
With one hand tied together or something
Ain't no mistaking we taking your trap
In case you *****s didn't know,
You ****ing with the gladiators of rap
On some John Reno **** in Professional,
How we accurate and precise when we bust
And every move is intentional
Violate and I will get at yo' ***
And if I can't catch you track star
We'll start throwing **** at yo' ***
Wait a minute *****, hold up second,
See youse a ***** and while we bust yo' ***
Yo' fagot peoples ain't even checking
Yo y'all need to send the coroner, ****
Leave you looking out a place
Like youse a tourist on some foreigner ****
I be that ***** and I love to experiment
With specific high-explosives
Just to take y'all *****z out of this element, now!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Cause we got new **** for y'all
(All my *****s in the spots,
y'all know we tear the **** down and how we hold it *****)
And we come to take **** over y'all
(Yes we here to regulate
and put our foot down, the shop is closing *****)
Always rep the street for all y'all
(Constantly hitting y'all off with street ****
and keep y'all *****s open yeah
All my *****s, all my *****es) What y'all gon' do now,
Every time we come with that street ****

[Busta Rhymes]
Haha, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, we move like stone faced cold-hearted *****s
Baldfaced straight retarded *****z
Hey yo the **** we do be so off the hook,
**** around and get yo' leg broke
And beat all in yo' face with ya foot
We here to stay, **** paying a visit
I only **** with certain LIVE *****s
Like my *****s Tash and Xzibit
Ever since I vowed to keep the **** raw
I stay hitting *****s with ****
That'll leave they ****ing face on the floor
Every time *****z know when we black
Smack a ***** so ****ing hard
He'll fall and probably spin on his back
Funny how *****s'll always **** talk
The very next day they will notice the difference
In the way they ***** walk
My street *****s need to come for the ride
Cause when we step up in the place
You funny *****s need to slide to the side
I love to watch these funny *****s diminish
And while we slowly murder them *****s
They praying on the moment we finish
I take you back to the very beginning
And beat you in yo' head from birth
And watch you grow loving the **** we be bringing
Street *****s keep they mind on they dream
Focus the most on getting they paper
And be thoroughly repping they team
You know we quick to mash it down for ? hours
Quick to leave some of these *****s shook
Running with the rest of them cowards
And leave the rest of *****s ready to dumb
And rep the street until we all die
Could give a **** wherever you from, now!

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
For all my ************s
That live in the urban city areas
Only the urban city areas
The ghettoes
The neighborhoods where they got, delis, liquor stores
And churches right across the streets from alla that
Yeah,
************s selling weed, crack, and all of that ****
On the corner, it ain't the right thing to do
But *****s is put in the **********ing, living conditions
That have to do that ****
The street ************s
All y'all survival of the fittest ************s, SURVIVE
This is dedicated to y'all
Street ****


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