[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah
You niggas be acting like niggas don't still carey their own ratches and shit
Busta Rhymes, T.I., nigga

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo, back with strong arm rap, nigga, ignorant street shit
Brand new crack, on your [?]
Ready to go, no sleeping, new shit
Hit these niggas like lead pipe [?] now nigga
Speaking of which, I slap motherfuckers
When you down [?], flatten motherfuckers
[?] with the five [?], blacken motherfuckers
When I'm finished, bet you wonder what happen, motherfucker
No shorts, niggas report, that's what you better do
[?] to you, or getting the squad to your funeral
Make you niggas crazy 'til you're boarderline cynical
Critical, on top of my game, I'm at my pinnacle
[?] niggas running the street, me in my physical
[?] spit, making them see I'm unbelievably lyrical
Making niggas spaz 'til everybody hysterical
Niggas know what to do, you better salute the general

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
When it's on, better pop off first
I got a rusty AR to pop louder than a cannon
Fuck your handgun, I pop you with the cannon
Tell your man chill, I hit him with the cannon too
Better fall back nigga, cool off
Just in case you ain't familiar with the feeling of the cannnon
Most never survive the hit from a cannon
One shot'll murder your clique from the cannon
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