Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes - Catastrophe songtekst
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[Intro] At the end of our time We've chosen to believe in each other Today we face the monsters that are at our door! Today we are cancelling the apocalypse! Catastrophic! Yeah, do you know who I am? You know who I am, nigga? Motherfucker named Reek the Villain, nigga Where the fuck you been, under a rock, nigga? The Conglomerate lead off nigga They send these shits to me, nigga I lead this shit, Buss finish it, but I lead this shit, man Fuckin' cockroaches - fuckin' cockroaches Catastrophic! [Verse 1: Reek the Villain] Listen… I said I'm dippin' in my low-low Ridin' with that four-four Pretty bitch beside me, all your bitches they be so-so And I'm slingin' cocoa, got it for the low-low Dudes I get my coke from be screamin' ‘bout them locos Know we keep it Trillville, all my niggas real trill Shout out to my homies in the feds, my nigga Real Nil Roosevelt we G'd up, wildin' like we eat up I'm the nicest nigga, Buss can go and kick his feet up And let me take this over, let me get that dough up I don't even drive no more, the boy be gettin' chauffeured And this bitch she wear my chain, I'm feelin' like I'm Hova And you used to be the man, now your shit is over, it's over - Catastrophe! If you listening to this song right now, blessings That means the world didn't end But this shit is catastrophic You test Conglomerate The world gon' end You test Busta Rhymes, Reek the Villain, J-Doe It's YMCMB [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] If you ain't know we hear to win, lethal like I'm heroin Every time we come again, niggas know we murderin' Everything about y'all, bitch you know I don't care Make my niggas throw chairs, we ain't goin' nowhere Bitch they love Busta, know they lovin' Busta Your swag lackluster – matter of fact, fuck ya Bitch I got a chauffeur, and a fuckin' butler Pics of bitches givin' me head on Instagram and Tumblr I don't need your number, throw ‘em in the dumpster When you get new money, bitch, you get a new type of hunger Smokin' like a muffler, gettin' money like a hustler I don't mean to be mean but I'll poke your spleen ‘til the shit get ruptured Dali! - Don't play yourself You know when you hear the icon, legend Busta Rhymes You know what he does You know how he does it, too He shits on every verse Shits on you And finished you This shit is catastrophic Conglomerate [Verse 3: J-Doe] How do I start this? Wanna say some hard shit To show you I'm a artist, but this song is retarded I can't think of nothin', but I gotta say somethin' And since this track is bumpin', these ratchet hoes gon' love it I be goin' crazy on these records every day I'm getting' to the money every ma'fuckin' way I let all these hoes come over but not one of them can stay And this shit gon' never change ‘til I'm old and I'm gray Sit your ass down… and don't say nothin' Better get excited when you see the don bumpin' And to me it's like Christmas for these bitches they be blushin' It's disgustin' how they love it but I ain't givin' ‘em nothin' Yeah… [Outro] More money, more problems Same shit, just a different day It's the end of the world every day It's called survival This shit is catastrophic Catastrophe No room for the weak The weak can suck a dick, and bow down Conglomerate We the best YMCMB Shaheem Reid