Strap Yourself Down Busta Rhymes

[Intro]
I got somethin' real heavy to lay on you, man
Now that's what I need
Can you dig it? (1, 2)
Can you dig it? (Uh)
Can you dig it? (1, 2)

[Part I]
Talk shit every time I talk
To the top-tibbity-tower 'cause I talk serious
Top floor, bitch, with a top fleet
Feast over niggas with sharp teeth, full-time, get it
'Cause I go and get wild high, rah (Rah)
Water drop-drip, see how we slide?
Big broad titty they droop, seek the bitch all in the coupe
Jealous niggas, you don't want me to shoot (Drop it off)
Bong-bing, bi-dong-bong
Think you're listening to the wrong song? (Bing-bong-pow)
Full-time niggas, eh? Who? How?
Bang niggas 'til they all go sing, what you gonna do now?
We don't allow foes here now
Watch lil' nigga, we about to go sell it
Beat niggas down to the ground (Make 'em regret it)
And yell it it, we can never do wrong, I sell it
Fuck around (Mhm)
Wanna play a little game of death? Hold on
Take it up, take it up, cool cool?
I'ma kick you in your gut and be makin' you wanna doo-doo
Take a man into Shangri-La
Shorty then became the big strangler
Black Maybach Dracula
Then everything I do is spectacular (Part 2)