The Next Shit Lyrics - Singles - Pharoahe Monch

(feat. Busta Rhymes) 

(Busta Rhymes) 

Yea yea yea yea yea yea 

We bout to introduce the next millennium rap now 

Pharoahe Monch (yea yea yea), Busta Rhymes (uh huh uh huh) 

That'll bang your head shit (right right yea yea yea) 

What you talkin' about yea 

(Chorus: Pharoahe Monch + Busta Rhymes) 

(Pharoahe Monch) 

The next millennium rap now everybody listen 

Condition yourself to be knocked out of commission 

Watch out! Cause this is a new world transmission 

Permission to shine now our time to glisten 

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(Pharoahe Monch and Busta Rhymes) 

The next shit (x16) 

(Pharoahe Monch) 

Yo yo yo, I scatter data that'll hammer niggas' catamaran then, 

Around yaks cop figures like not stranded 

The last batter to hit, blast shattered your hit 

Smash any splitter or fastball, that'll be it 

Didn't figure the ridiculous flow will hit vigorously 

Triggerin' a rigorous amount of energy 

That'll be definitely needed defeat a foe who retreated 

Back, see no need to repeated it 

Permission to shine, stop this and rewind that 

Back, listen and find Pharoahe Monch, the rhymes phat 

You run up on him without a gun I run up on 'em 

Excel 'em, sell 'em verbally never seen me comin' 

(Chorus) 

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(Busta Rhymes) 

Yo Busta Rhymes, the imperial lyrical you heard 

Kill like the one syllable word 

The criminal of the lyrical killin' you pitiful 

Niggas, leavin' you in a critical, destroyin' ya mineral 

Back when I was scramblin' in front of the deli 

Live on a celly, which was in a street rippin' on shiny for really 

Now every milli-second I try to reckon with niggas for jackin' 

Like they really thuggin' I ain't even checkin' 

How niggas could try to act like they really them foul niggas 

Fuckin' with now niggas, better bow niggas 

For moderation niggas going to hibernation 

While I legally chase the situation of hyper nation 

Now that we credible I require a busy schedule 

Collectin' federals being put on a pedestal 

While we clean and we keep on your feedin', you know the meanin' 

Start to holla and screamin' and teach you how to stop bleedin' 

(Chorus) 

(Pharoahe Monch) 

10¦pack a stadium and let's begin 

9¦new millennium rhymes by design now 

8¦get it straight no time to hesitate 

7¦universally bonded with all my present men 

6¦rub on ya titties, guys hold ya dick, yea 

5¦stop holdin' the wall and get live 

4¦yea yea yea 3 come on come on 4 3 2 1 

The next shit (x 16)