Make It Fast J Dilla (Ft. Bun B & Termanology)

[Chorus: Bun B]
("Make it fast!") You try to step to my flow, you'd better-
("Make it fast!") You frontin’ like you got dough, you'd better-
("Make it fast!") You try to come where I go, you'd better-
("Make it fast!") Cause man, you already know, you'd better-
("Make it fast!") You try to step to my flow, you'd better-
("Make it fast!") You frontin’ like you got dough, you'd better-
("Make it fast!") You try to come where I go, you'd better-
("Make it fast!") Cause man, you already know

[Verse 1: Bun B]
It's Bun Beeda, I'm a beast in the booth
I bleed gums and break teeth in the booth
At the least, I'm the truth, on a bad day I sleep the best
Nap, wake up, and sweep the rest
So keep ya vest, I'm domin' like an X-addict
Ya belly's now jelly, your face finna be cabbage
Your flow is not dro homie, you that weak savage
And where I'm finna send yo' ass you won't need baggage
We savage like the Wild Wild West
I'm the go flow pro, you the mob-style vet
And I got lyrics by the mile, why bet?
I've been doin this since Slay was on the Wildstyle set
All hail to the king or face treason
That's when I slap wack niggas for no reason
And once I take it there, ain't no easin'
It's alligator souffle baby, with no seasoning so..