Ready For War - Busta Rhymes feat M.O.P.
[Busta Rhymes]
Tri-lateral commission
Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo', Bust-Down
(AiYAHHHHHHHHH!)
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes + M.O.P.]
Everytime I take a look, the only thing I see is
MY LIVE N_GGAZ IN THE SPOT
Tell me what y'all want
GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU GOT
Y'all n_ggaz ready to do it
LET'S BLOW THE MOTHERF_CKIN SPOT
All my n_ggaz
ATTENTION.. (LOUD AND CLEAR)
WHERE MY N_GGAZ READY FOR WAR? (WE RIGHT HERE!)
GET EM (WHEN WE SPOT EM) HIT EM (KID WE GOT EM)
WHERE MY N_GGAZ READY FOR WAR? (WE RIGHT HERE!)
[Billy Danze]
I got reason to believe, some of you n_ggaz feel
the man isn't live and direct (GET AT EM BILL!)
LONG, breathe easy pop, this is Hip-Hop
in the HARM WAY, we do it the war way, all day
I never procrastinate (you shouldn't)
I'm from where the war games fascinate (you couldn't)
You wouldn't believe what they've been tellin me
The perfect match is jail and me
cause I was born with a felony (uh uh uh)
F_ck that! How this sh_t look
when a n_gga stretched out, with his chest out
and a mess out in Brooklyn, HI-YAHHHHHH
[Busta Rhymes]
Y'all motherf_ckers is back?!
Y'all motherf_ckers don't know how to act
Y'all motherf_ckers attack!!
[Billy Danze]
And those motherf_ckers are wack, I travelled a rocky road
Swift to the Flipmode, quick grip for the unload
Father forgive me for my sins
but I'ma raise hell to the bitter end - I'm a soldier!
[Chorus]
[Lil' Fame]
F_ck the bullsh_t! I kick a bone out yo' ass
Hardrock n_gga?! I kick a stone out yo' ass!
Warning, to all those, caps get peeled
quicker than e-mail to your ass sayin, "Kill kill kill!"
Curb chasin, straight lacin, with a Mac-10 blazin
Split yo' ass up like a Temptation
You cats is animated cartoons (WHO YOU?)
The return of Goodfellas Part Two
B_TCH throw your f_ckin guns up, put your f_ckin hands down
HOT FLAMES UP, [buck you with], (BUSTA BUST DOWN)
We sneak the guns right in, y'all keep tryin
and I'ma check all pussies like a G-Y-N
Open up your can of "Whoop Ass"; I'll open up
a fresh can of "I'll F_ck Yo' Ass Up Quick Fast"
Flipmode, M.O.P. Fizzy Wo-mack, Wo-mack
Y'all know who the f_ck I am!
[Chorus]
[Busta Rhymes]
Aiyyo yo-yuh-yo, and now I hear no one
(you) would let less than a motherf_cker fear no one
None of y'all n_ggaz don't really wanna f_ck with the dread
The street brawler stomp your face into the back of yo' head
C'mon now, I'm quick to roast fry boil and even toast a guy
Multiply the ghosts like the world's greatest coke supply
Sh_t changed, you sellin WEED over the damn computer
Introduce the millenium STOMP n_gga for the future
I be that prime honorary n_gga
that'll voluntarily blast the last, Tom & Jerry ass n_gga
And write raps to the sound of these gats
Perhaps my raps will paralyze a b_tch-ass and make him collapse
Yo, see they be quick to bust they fashion of a calico
My n_ggaz Berkowitz and that other motherf_cker Fizzy Wo'
Mashin through the city yo, and the foot it don't lie
Ready to blow this b_tch up at the drop of a dime
[Chorus]
[ad libs for about 8 seconds before fade]
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