Butch & Sundance Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Bust my brother despite the two mothers 

Butch and Sundance trot, killshot to you fuckers 

You feel the wind of excellence before we enter in the room 

So assume your position of the natural born coon 

When we groom other rappers, pew, ladies start to swoon 

The wolves are howling at the moon, your time will never come soon 

Markie, featuring me and the Brooklyn bad boy 

The petty thoughts of the sanction when we rhyme, become void 

The game of life, the game of death 

Tap out you can't take it, rappers fake it til they make it 

And it's mirrors of naked, your lady shoes are Rasputin 

Of the rhyme evolution and all the issues you confusing 

And we are the solution 

Yo, Busta rhymes 

I'm on, black, you know it's a wrap 

And despite all the shit you taught me you niggas is wack 

Fuck that, fuck with us, bitch, them niggas is back 

Show me your ass, stack it up all on a nigga and now ass clap 

Don't get your ass clapped trying to be like the next dude 

Go ahead move, try to prove something I test tube 

A couple of you funny looking niggas some fufu's 

Them niggas is too cool, you niggas is through 

See we live with it, homie, look, we clearing the bar out 

Toasting, celebrating and we drinking 'til we fall out 

While I'm with a strong shine, bitch, you know it's Bust' Rhymes 

Let me explain, (no), I'm fucking with the slimes 

That's it, fuck the time, we rock on and on 

You rhyme wrong, everything about you dead gone 

Niggas in the front, heard you got my back 

I'm a put the drug back in the street like nickle crack 

Abstract 

One for the beat and two for the creator 

The remains saying, debating who's position came the greater 

For now let's set the gate up, the live motivator 

Couldn't cut it with a fader and Grandmaster was your data 

'Til the youth was disenchanted we'll revamp it single-handed 

The vision is deep unless every man understand it 

You spittin' sweet 16's for king's queens 

My mom's got legendary genes that brought me greens 

You virtual robotic, I got the lean product 

Fiends follow like the hobbit cause crowd could never top it 

And your trash is not the topic, we know you can't rock it 

Well, shit the topic is that none of you niggas can stop it 

Indeed, we gonna do it, you know we went through it 

Here's the stripes to prove it if you listen to the music 

If you listen to the music then you should've get it better 

It's the Abstract and the Dragon and we doing this together 

Do it together, do it forever 

Bust grand, imperial rhymes, finish billing your crimes 

Oh shit, another verse, get in line first 

For what it's worth, did it all, did it first 

Niggas mad, sick with thirst, hit 'em bad 'til it hurt 

Pick the land, pick the turf 

The fuck is up? We getting this work 

I stay on my bullshit eating niggas' food, bitch 

I'm in the mood, wildin like swallowing Quaalude 

Bet they want that shit, better forfeit 

And forklift niggas like I'm throwing them off cliffs 

It's all horseshit, bang them niggas like war ships 

She want the daiquiri, well, I'm allowing her four sips 

Raw spit, they out here acting like they important 

You off niggas, get to accepting your loss quick 

Abort this, identify the God as your lordship 

For how you funny niggas be looking you an ostrich 

Beat niggas head, your looks very assaulted 

The cost is whatever the niggas want, it's the boss, kid 

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Ayo, come on, what you doing? 

What you - what you doing, dude? 

Why you trying to stop my shit son? 

The fuck's up, son? 

Stop doing that shit son 

Word, son, stop doing that shit 

Fuck that 

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