Turn Me Up Some Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Yeah, turn me up some 

Fuck goin' on? Yo! Uncle Darren, what up brother? 

Yeah, yeah Flipmode 

See we got a whole, 

We got a gift wrapped package for you mother fuckers 

Yeah, yo yo yo yeah 

Bust it, I stay rippin' a niggah track so hotter than wax yo 

So tell me why you act so? 

Yo I max 'cause I make make a niggah black 

Till it's time to relax yo or until you all collapse so 

Fuck it it's hardly that the God is gettin' tired 

You don't wanna say that could catch a cardiac relapse niggah 

What, the God is back see you don't want nothing 

No matter how you react, blows to black and blue you frontin' ya back 

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Choose whatever the route that you choose 

Wounds so horrendous from frensicsing it to analyzing the bruise 

Blows we never come in singular they comin' in twos 

My crew be startin' the ruckus once I give them the cues 

To blast from the triggers that'll bust from all of my dudes 

Be the shit that make you niggahs run up outta ya shoes 

We make you back down havin' the facts down 

With all the noise we be makin' you could even see the shit on the news Word up, see you don't know nothing about it 

Turn me up some, yo, the heat from off the street'll burn you up some 

Yo, the shit I'm sure to spit'll hurt you up some, I'm sayin' 

But you don't know nothin' about it 

Turn me up some, yo, I drink a fifth of yak and hurl it up some 

Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some, I'm sayin' 

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Now watch me dead a niggah fast like them bitches with no ass 

You corny niggahs low class, yo, I flash on 'em 

Then I go and smash couple a hoes and then splash on 'em 

Flickin' a 'lil ash on them 

From the blunt we smokin' keep a chick chokin' 

Got them open with flows I suppose 

And make them soak in they clothes 

Keep the shit that make them sniff and make them open they nose 

Got them fucked up stuck just like they strikin' a pose 

Yo, we gainin' weight, na it's just my pockets is swole 

From keepin' niggahs wilin' wild they drivin' smackin' the pole 

A one two, yeah, you see see perhaps while I hold me a stack 

Hater niggahs block holdin' me back 

Yo you fool niggahs plottin' against the God best be holdin' a strap 

'Cause how we commin' through you know it's a rap 

Move with a crew of Guerrilla dudes who know when to clap 

Or blow some shit from off of the earth or the face of the map 

Yo so take that, once we give it to you ain't no fakin' a jack 

It's funny how you find your face in a trap 

Little bitch niggah frontin' like he ready to scrap 

You better off actin' pussy tryna gimme a dat 

Stayin' focus on fulfillin' a dream 

The way we spark up and spit a fire the flame probably killin' your team Fuck it, see now we harbor helicopters, turn the shit up 

If you and your peoples ain't hearin' me proper I'm sayin' 

See you don't know nothing about it 

Turn me up some, yo, the heat from off the street'll burn you up some 

Yo, the shit I'm sure to spit'll hurt you up some, I'm sayin' 

But you don't know nothing about it 

Turn me up some, yo, I drink a fifth of yak and url it up some 

Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some, I'm sayin'