Director’s Cut Uncle Murda (Ft. Busta Rhymes)
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[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Hehe, it feels good being back on my bullshit, nigga
I Bullshit You Not
Let's make a movie ’bout it now
Yeah!
I think y'all gon' need to get some popcorn and some nachos and cheese, and French fries for this one
Heh!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Look
See, if I was Scarface, I’d act a fool, nigga
I probably kill Manny if he fucked my sister too, nigga
Real live gangsta shit, no gimmicks
I repeat, and he told a nigga "family was off limits"
Back in the days, when I would let a nigga in my houses and
Would have killed Mickey Bond if I knew he'd snitch on all the council men
If I was Wayne Perry I'd put your body in a cooler
'Specially if you gave me up after being your main shooter
Frank Lucas ran a enterprise, engineering was structural
Hundred millions a year, the profit margin was wonderful
Swimmin' in that bread, see the diamonds we had was colourful
They should've killed his cousin for snitching
He knew he was dysfunctional
Aw, man, I tell niggas every time
And I'm so grateful that none of them situations is mines
'Cause after I finish killin’ them niggas, then bounce in the hooptie
I write about them niggas and put they ass in a movie
Hehe, it feels good being back on my bullshit, nigga
I Bullshit You Not
Let's make a movie ’bout it now
Yeah!
I think y'all gon' need to get some popcorn and some nachos and cheese, and French fries for this one
Heh!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Look
See, if I was Scarface, I’d act a fool, nigga
I probably kill Manny if he fucked my sister too, nigga
Real live gangsta shit, no gimmicks
I repeat, and he told a nigga "family was off limits"
Back in the days, when I would let a nigga in my houses and
Would have killed Mickey Bond if I knew he'd snitch on all the council men
If I was Wayne Perry I'd put your body in a cooler
'Specially if you gave me up after being your main shooter
Frank Lucas ran a enterprise, engineering was structural
Hundred millions a year, the profit margin was wonderful
Swimmin' in that bread, see the diamonds we had was colourful
They should've killed his cousin for snitching
He knew he was dysfunctional
Aw, man, I tell niggas every time
And I'm so grateful that none of them situations is mines
'Cause after I finish killin’ them niggas, then bounce in the hooptie
I write about them niggas and put they ass in a movie
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