Busta Rhymes Lyrics
Busta Rhymes Lyrics
"Woo-Hah!! Got You All in Check (the Rashad Remix) Lyrics"
Sick And Tired Lyrics
Another day, nothing new, another day I fucking blew. Everything’s wrong, but I’ll fake a smile, I’ll say it’s fine but I’m in denial. I need a change, I need it fast, ‘cause if things don’t change then I won’t last. Sick and tired and time is wasting, another pointless day I’m facing. It’s a fucked up world and people are all the same, they don’t care and they’ll never change. I’ve ha
Another day, nothing new, another day I fucking blew. Everything’s wrong, but I’ll fake a smile, I’ll say it’s fine but I’m in denial. I need a change, I need it fast, ‘cause if things don’t change then I won’t last. Sick and tired and time is wasting, another pointless day I’m facing. It’s a fucked up world and people are all the same, they don’t care and they’ll never change. I’ve ha
Intro/Outro 2X: Busta Rhymes (and ODB singin some crazy stuff)
Y'alllll y'alllll y'alllll, y'all
Y'alllll y'alllll y'alllll, y'all
Y'alllll y'alllll y'alllll, y'all
Y'alllll y'alllll y'alllll, y'all
Chorus: Busta Rhymes, Ol Dirty Bastard
The Flip Mode is the Squad that controls your set
Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check
We on some outta state SHOOT like you watch Star Trek
Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check
You better keep my music bangin till it disconnect
Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check
Architects gettin money let me cash my check
Woo-Hah!! Got you all in check
Verse One: Busta Rhymes, Ol Dirty Bastard
Busta Rhymes up in the place with the Oh-Dee-Bee
Busta Rhymes you rhyme (Dirty) Whaaaat? (You rhyme after me)
The Oh-De
Yes Sir, No Sir Lyrics
Yes Sir, no Sir Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir What do I say Yes Sir, no Sir Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir How do I behave Yes Sir, no Sir Permission to speak Sir Permission to breathe Sir What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say So you think that you've got ambition Stop your dreaming and your idle wishing You're
e-Bee was nominated for a GrammyYes Sir, no Sir Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir What do I say Yes Sir, no Sir Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir How do I behave Yes Sir, no Sir Permission to speak Sir Permission to breathe Sir What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say So you think that you've got ambition Stop your dreaming and your idle wishing You're
Congratulations Bust with your solo Elllllll-Peeeh!!!
Puttin scratches in my lyrics like my name was Kid Capri
Blow up the spot, regardless of your nationality
And I'm the Dirty Dawg can't UH (nuhzza uhzza nizza UH!) with MEEEE???
Took Mariah on a Fantasy!! Yo
I had a wet dream that I was ------ Jody Wately
Doin wild shzz a NUH ain't allowed to see
But we about to blow up the spot momentarily
Woo-Hah!! Ran stupid all throughout the country
And for youse to kill me? That wasn't meants to be
I know it feel good muthafuh want the recipe!!
And whose the vigilante, in the place to be
The Oh-Dee-Bee
Busta Rhymes real quality!
My top philosophy, is to be the, volunatarily
Nuh, that rip your ass for free, ha-hah-hah, hah!
What Kind Of Fool Am I Lyrics
I wonder who she's seeing tonight Is she really going out with him He's not her type And doing all the things she used to do to me Well, I'd say something to her But I get so jealous When I think of her loving somebody else That I can't think why we ever let go I must have been crazy Tell me What Kind Of Fool Am I To just let go, To just let go like tha
I wonder who she's seeing tonight Is she really going out with him He's not her type And doing all the things she used to do to me Well, I'd say something to her But I get so jealous When I think of her loving somebody else That I can't think why we ever let go I must have been crazy Tell me What Kind Of Fool Am I To just let go, To just let go like tha
Intro/Outro 1/2
Ohh baby I like it rawww, get with me!
Baby it's frrrrrrreal ecstasy!
Yo ev-ery-time I design a flow, you see in 3D
Flow listening to me
Knock a nuh out, one two three!
Chorus
Interlude: Ol Dirty Bastard
Dibby dabby dibbi dah, then I pass a lot
Let me get more hot, represent the spot
A mad Squad when it comes to the art of rappin
I gotta KEEP your hands clappin
When you look at me, the type of guy I be
I'm a Dirty dancer, making girlies panties move
Let them fly so I can blast up the DUH
Girlies watch sayin "God, stop getting me hot!"
Verse Two: Busta Rhymes, Ol Dirty Bastard
May I talk shhh, yo kill the yappin
Word is bond baby, tell me how you look so smashin
Now I got your head
Wildflowers Lyrics
written by Dolly Parton © 1986 Velvet Apple Music The hills were alive with wildflowers and I Was as wild, even wilder than they For at least I could run They just died in the sun And I refused to just wither in place Just a wild mountain rose Needing freedom to grow So I ran fearing not where I'd go When a flower grows wild It can always survivehurt, you need an aspirin
Bashin your head in the wall, time for some action!
If you want a small piece well here's a fraction
of shhh that will bust your head quick, peep the transaction
of how we keep muthaFUH constantly crashin
They flyin with, think no shifts, now whose the champion?
I bring the wicked flow, like the latest fashion
Satisfaction baby keep your camera flashin
I was bust in the sperm cells mixed with Old Gold
Funkest mode, 'fore-you-should-list.., some go
Played for a wild Irish rose
Bad uh NUH slam BUH with no clothes
in the backseat of a 'back sixty-nine Oldsmoz
Are your soles and toes in the windows? Oh my, huh, zzzoom
Hey believe me when I say so
You're in need ofarealnigC-Ka-Ka-Ka-Crambole
Chorus
Intro/Outro
written by Dolly Parton © 1986 Velvet Apple Music The hills were alive with wildflowers and I Was as wild, even wilder than they For at least I could run They just died in the sun And I refused to just wither in place Just a wild mountain rose Needing freedom to grow So I ran fearing not where I'd go When a flower grows wild It can always survive
Bashin your head in the wall, time for some action!
If you want a small piece well here's a fraction
of shhh that will bust your head quick, peep the transaction
of how we keep muthaFUH constantly crashin
They flyin with, think no shifts, now whose the champion?
I bring the wicked flow, like the latest fashion
Satisfaction baby keep your camera flashin
I was bust in the sperm cells mixed with Old Gold
Funkest mode, 'fore-you-should-list.., some go
Played for a wild Irish rose
Bad uh NUH slam BUH with no clothes
in the backseat of a 'back sixty-nine Oldsmoz
Are your soles and toes in the windows? Oh my, huh, zzzoom
Hey believe me when I say so
You're in need ofarealnigC-Ka-Ka-Ka-Crambole
Chorus
Intro/Outro