Wild Hot Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

I got the Busta bust 

Yo, we make the shit wild hot 

We got Kamaal 

Complete, we make the shit wild hot 

I got the Busta bust 

Yo, we make the shit wild hot 

All y'all rude boys lick a shot 

I be the all-I-seein' 

The MCin', human bein' 

Soon to be in your museum 

When I'm in your colisseum 

I'm MCin' 

Punishin' wack niggas for disagreein' 

Did you see him? 

No, 'cause he move like the wind, in flight 

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Counter-attack like a Jedi Knight 

If you're goin' to think about combatin' 

General Latin of this MC shit you did, killa 

You just a private in the lower class 

I be the upper at your lawn 

Don Juan when the mic's on 

Chief Abstract, Ace Quasimoto 

Fuckin' with me, you'll be finished like photo 

I'm sure to bust your shit like bolo 

Black Nation needs a team, fuck solo 

I can see ya in your eyes the webness 

When your ass starts to cry it's redness 

You can witness the style that I kick from the linguistics 

But please come, so save it 

Dealin' with the try but you never can 

My nigga Busta Rhymes about to get his man 

Photos 

Ay yo, we do it like this and then we do it like that 

It's the Abstract with the new format 

We do it like this and then we do it like that 

It's the Busta bust with the new format 

Figaro, Figaro, Figaro 

Bust yo shit, scar yo windpipes and make me break yo elbow 

Put my foot in your ass slow 

Feel the force like a race horse or like a heard of buffalo 

Teel me why you be actin' soft 

Freak the Spanish flow 

Like Julio [unverified] Lepingpacndahoe? 

Freeze like chilly Willy the Eskimo 

Vigilante like Steven Segal 

Now bust the desperado 

You fuckin' with the all time pros 

While the zoom lens ammorate niggas from transistor radios 

Mission Impossible without expose 

Once I diagnose those who be creepin' blow 'em off they tippy toes 

Sorry, fake nigga that's how it goes 

Sport the suede-front bullet proof vests in case 

You complicate my dough 

Handle situations pronto 

While appearances got you all hearin' this when I be doin' cameos 

Shit be Wild Hot like Tabasco 

Fuck the fool-ass nigga trespass and caught him in my last zone 

Stick a nigga bad like the last hole 

Runnin' up on muthafuckas late night jumpin' out the astro 

No, no, no, no, no 

If you violate, I start to dictate just like Fidel Castro 

Make you dreadlock yo' afro 

And when I'm done I ride of with theme music by my man D'Angelo 

We make the shit Wild Hot 

I got the Busta bust 

Yo, we make the shit wild hot 

We got Kamaal 

Complete, we make the shit wild hot 

I got the Busta bust 

Yo, we make the shit wild hot 

All y'all rude boys lick a shot 

I got the Busta bust 

Yo, we make the shit wild hot 

We got Kamaal 

Complete, we make the shit wild hot 

I got the Busta bust 

Yo, we make the shit wild hot 

All y'all rude boys lick a shot 

I got the Busta bust 

Yo, we make the shit wild hot 

We got Kamaal 

Complete, we make the shit wild hot 

I got the Busta bust 

Yo, we make the shit wild hot 

All y'all rude boys lick a shot