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Energy - Busta Rhymes (Ft. Tech N9ne & Ty Dolla $ign)
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Energy Busta Rhymes (Ft. Tech N9ne & Ty Dolla $ign)

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Energy - Busta Rhymes (Ft. Tech N9ne & Ty Dolla $ign)
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Back up homie, 'fore you make a nigga blackout
And I catch another felony
My specialty killin' shit and I'm
Really finishing a nigga, get to walkin'
Power surge, spaz on everything
Fuck that, bitch, I'm finished with the talking

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
We did it, we, we did it
The whole team stunting, can you feel the energy?
We run it, we done it
And if you ain't heard then you better ask about me
Can you feel the energy?
Can you feel the energy?

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
When I pop up on the track and I'm bound to bring it back
To the middle of the west and now I gotcha leanin' back
Wit' a thirst of fiendin' crack and I blurt so mean in fact
It'll burst a seam and wreck a team
And I got the steamin' rap that'll make your queen adapt
And'll make you bring your strap better wait to clean your cap
Woulda break the schemin' trap that'll wake the N9na clap
The angel wing of Tecca Neen
When I hit it you fuckin' with it, the wicked be the ticket
To rip off the head of another with the lyric and
Flip off the dead nigga living with a crickets and
If y'all pull lead I would never ever quit it
I'm pissed off you said Tecca N9na couldn't spit it
Chop your top off in my KC fitted
Stomp 'em off in a coffin, they be critics
Bossin' ballin' every day we wit' it
Nigga the N9na's ahead ya
Never been a competitor, we'll team up I'm better to
Give the people the energy even when they be finicky when they be gimmicky we get to poppin' and rid it
Don't be mocking me biditch, I can be livid
Rockin' stompin' your monopoly, quidick
Walkin' about to get the guap and be seated upon the tippy top and say momma we did it
I'm for real a killa, a gorilla nigga
Finna fill a milla, gonna peel a squeeler
Put him off in the mud and never to talk of the loving I'm bout to drill 'er, spill 'er
What I'ma do with this foolishness dude it's rulin' this
In every vicinity
Fuck the industry for tryin' to limit me
Ain't nobody calmin' 'em off when I get the energy
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