Watch Ya Mouth Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

[Intro: Raekwon] 

You know? (General, general) (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang) 

What up, yeah (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang) 

Suuuuuuuu, aiyo, man, the wait is over 

Pop your fu*kin.... 

[Chorus 2X: Method Man, Raekwon] 

You better, watch your, muthafu*kin' mouth 

It's just wolves with beats 

You clown n*ggas can't rule the streets, we send shot 

Wu-Tang, we rule the east, taking over the block 

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[Raekwon] 

Aiyo, aiyo, straight funky and polly, blue X 'liro 

They lookin' for me, what the fu*k you behind me for? 

Stressin' everything I breathe on 

I'm from a boulevard where n*ggas get jabbed and peed on 

Whatever homey, we more lavish 

I might sneak you in the crib, see my lizards in grasses 

You try to get me come-up on, yo 

And when you see me, you know I got my come-up arm on 

Cartier called me up, rob me 

Yeah, we got your seed in the back of the Beemer, starving 

We like lion killas, catch me on stage with the gauge in my right hand 

Grenade in his leather bomber 

I scalp money, you know we hungry and talk funny 

Coffin ya'll corner rappers, don't ever walk up on me 

I write with only a safe Malcolm 

Jeans getting muddy from clap with him 

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[Masta Killa] 

My first gun was a .32, right before *ugh* 

Graduated to the .38, maybe a 9 

I prefer the .45, stay live, techs held the crack gate in '88 

AR spit from far, the best tenth, camouflage vet, reppin' the set 

We on the east wing, Trini' ting, sexy bad 

We up at Spring, with that thing thing 

My crew strong, we take no search 

Or your party done, you know how it run 

Spray places, covered faces, beat cases 

A big mouth will get your teeth knocked the fu*k out 

Keep it ninja, take money, stay ninja 

I injure, any muthafu*kin' contender 

[Method Man] 

Garbage, ya time's up, go finish them rhymes up 

All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is crimed up 

Niggas know where to find us, setting the grind up 

Probably shoving them pies up, my rims is shined up 

Wu, we on the rise up, spots supplied up 

Plotting to get you wind up, box, then find her 

Scratch, we got 'em sized up, and when the east is in the house 

You, you, you, you, you 

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[Ghostface Killah] 

On the side of the projects, gray skully 

Bubble 'lo goose, mack 11 tucked in front of the belt 

Prestigious moves, I'm killin' 'em, hoes, I'm drillin' 'em 

We like George Foreman out in the streets, we grillin' 'em 

In the van, 45's and dealy's, ready to slam 

A house arrest box is going off, Toney got grams 

Got a bathtub full of white, lay it in like sand 

Montana Tone about to blow, ya'll cowards like fans 

[Inspectah Deck] 

This is boulevard hard, larger than your black car 

Camouflage rap guard, I stomp the yard 

I.N.S. spit monster bars, split, long cigars 

My click dodge, bitch, y'all are frauds 

I get it in like, Tim off the glass, spreading my name 

I'm like the Pres, sending men off to blast 

What I spit, make 'em spend all they cash, I'm so Wu 

So new, that I ain't rip off the tags 

[U-God] 

RZA done birthed us, some cursed us on purpose 

I'm the Grouch, my mouth is a circus 

Earner, plus a good learner, don't need the hood 

All I needs a good burner, Nat Turner 

Snake rat murderer, all I hear is turf talk 

Back room's full of goons, with bullet wound birthmarks 

From the first spark, you heard my response 

(Wu-Tang) more exhaust, tomahawk, cruise missile, just launch 

[RZA] 

Bzzz, out the beehive, you dip and you dive 

But you still can't survive, you can't see past five 

Check the outlook, this is not in the book 

You being dragged across the floor, round your jaw with my hook 

Lyrical juks, five mil', the deal, off the books 

Steve Rif' gave the nod, the Universal good look 

Still spit poison venom, red monkey and Wu denim 

Had honeydew suits, caramel sundae, all in 'em 

[GZA] 

Put my Clan in Da Front, reunite 'em 

Make 'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we don't invite 'em 

No beef, less talk and more action 

You can roll as a whole, and they'll send you back in fractions 

Break beat fanatic, with crates deep in attics 

The Abbott pull out the 45, loop the static 

I scroll through the menu then, roll to the venue 

The dress code is armor, or get a hole up in you