[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Somebody about to be punished
Rest in peace to my nigga Izzy
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Love y'all niggas man
Watch what I do when honoring y'all name
Streets feel me!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
I'm nice with the lead peel your edges like slices of bread
Precise, become a poltergeist, stickin' knives inside of your head
What's the issue, on a roll, like a roll of toilet you tissue
I continue to expose you niggas that's so superficial
I script you your obituary then blow like a missile
Once I blow the whistle, motherfuck may the forces be with you
Come with a style, I'm wildin', pile up my money so kosher
Then call up the sofa fuckin' bitches in back of the rover
Then bounce with the coca, bag up bitches outside of the Costa Rica area level, my features and carry my posters
[pause] niggas can't fuck with me
Unprecedented, I cemented, you changing your flow up
While helping you grow up, niggas know you for sounding so tore up
Challenging niggas, better hold on to your banister niggas
Fuck around I'll stuff your body parts into canisters niggas
Like you don't know the half, I'll bust your motherfuckin' ass
Busta Buss, Cass, and Papoose is fuckin' psychopaths
Somebody about to be punished
Rest in peace to my nigga Izzy
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Love y'all niggas man
Watch what I do when honoring y'all name
Streets feel me!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
I'm nice with the lead peel your edges like slices of bread
Precise, become a poltergeist, stickin' knives inside of your head
What's the issue, on a roll, like a roll of toilet you tissue
I continue to expose you niggas that's so superficial
I script you your obituary then blow like a missile
Once I blow the whistle, motherfuck may the forces be with you
Come with a style, I'm wildin', pile up my money so kosher
Then call up the sofa fuckin' bitches in back of the rover
Then bounce with the coca, bag up bitches outside of the Costa Rica area level, my features and carry my posters
[pause] niggas can't fuck with me
Unprecedented, I cemented, you changing your flow up
While helping you grow up, niggas know you for sounding so tore up
Challenging niggas, better hold on to your banister niggas
Fuck around I'll stuff your body parts into canisters niggas
Like you don't know the half, I'll bust your motherfuckin' ass
Busta Buss, Cass, and Papoose is fuckin' psychopaths
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