Busta Rhymes up in the place, uh, true indeed
Busta Rhymes-Rhymes-Rhymes-Rhymes up in the place, uh
Who can flow with me? (Just to let you know)
We keep comin' back with more and more
Kick the rest
Yo, you want a rhyme, nigga?
Ayy, oh, check
The mathematician of this rap expedition
Mastered the precision of the faster addiction after you listen
Smashin' that whip, I'm fast with the wisdom I give
I'm fluently speakin', who would be teaching jewels like sciences hidden?
Look, I'm tired of kickin' niggas' head off
See now I'm tryna avoid from poppin' the lead off
I saw your top and then jet off
It's time that I set off the heat
Like the tropics connect with the hood
Quicker than fiber optics, I'm deeper than Michael's pockets
I'm equally microscopic, germicidal like an Ebola
If I ain't already told you, you could suck up on my Ricola (Ricola)
(Hum)
Please feel free to join us in the smoking section
Because we with all the smoke over here
Colder than all the polar bear weather
Know I'm chosen to clear 'em whether or not they're ready
I'm stoppin' shit every time as I'm redefinin' and
Mastermindin' and redesignin' the master architect
Chemically combining genetically
See-see-see, I'm readily sick to the pulp competitively
The DNA in my blood Incredible Hulk, and then I shock with a volt
Enter like El Camino, supply you with supplements like aminos
You in trouble 'cause me and Preemo finally got together
Yes, we got a script for you to learn from
Everybody get off what I shoot my sperm from
None of you niggas ready if you're still gassin' that 'ghetti
I make a movie out of 'em, Tyler Perry
See how the style'll vary while I bury you niggas
And I'm whippin' a Maserati and throwin' bread like confetti
You know that we got it plenty
Watch the movie while you still drive a Suzuki
Chill and have manners when you be talkin' to me
'Cause shit gets spooky when I smoke a loosey and I style my Louis
Then I leave niggas dead and stinkin' worser than dookie
Alright, yeah, we're here to start now