Busta Rhymes lyrics
Busta Rhymes lyrics
"Holla lyrics"
Ramon Perez lyrics
Ce soir... Tu t'es couch? ? neuf heures Dans ton p'tit coeur c'est le bonheur Les draps l?gers te caressent la raie des cheveux L'immeuble avec toi s'est endormi Seule au troisi?me une lueur luis Pauvre Espagnol sans soleil Ramon Perez n'a pas sommeil Ra-mon Pe-rez Refrain: Ramon Perez, Ramon Perez, Ramon Perez ne peut pas dormir Tu es blonde il est brun, ton corps est beau il est vilain Tu aimes les hommes a fric il
Ce soir... Tu t'es couch? ? neuf heures Dans ton p'tit coeur c'est le bonheur Les draps l?gers te caressent la raie des cheveux L'immeuble avec toi s'est endormi Seule au troisi?me une lueur luis Pauvre Espagnol sans soleil Ramon Perez n'a pas sommeil Ra-mon Pe-rez Refrain: Ramon Perez, Ramon Perez, Ramon Perez ne peut pas dormir Tu es blonde il est brun, ton corps est beau il est vilain Tu aimes les hommes a fric il
Yeah, yea
This shit sound like..
one two o'clock in the mornin with the full moon out
Niggaz in they trucks creepin
With a fresh box of ecstasy pills for these bitches
[Verse One]
Yeah, team select, please collect, G's connect
Thieves nigga direct the trees to the SmokeFest
Wanna take a toke? YES! The newest zone I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin in cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm gon get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at your barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast through the speakers
With a wifebeater on, Bushe below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp-strut, and how to skywalk
Moderatin how we establish the whole conglomerate
Blood Is Thick lyrics
When the mind is blank When all has been said Never look back, always ahead When the book's been read Have no regrets Never walk back, always ahead My blood is thick, your words thin Spread from a beggar's mind My blood is thick, no regrets 'bout what I leave behind And time is all I can lose, now time to choose I choose my time I feed off the hand that is mine Nothing to lose Time, only time, only time The mind
The way we honor it, you'll never conquer itWhen the mind is blank When all has been said Never look back, always ahead When the book's been read Have no regrets Never walk back, always ahead My blood is thick, your words thin Spread from a beggar's mind My blood is thick, no regrets 'bout what I leave behind And time is all I can lose, now time to choose I choose my time I feed off the hand that is mine Nothing to lose Time, only time, only time The mind
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish people
Young and restless down to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin niggaz
So NOW you should feel the whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just like a fatso
Bounce in a minivan Astro after my gat BLOW!
[Chorus]
Aiyyo, get up, get up, get dough (get dough nigga)
Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro (smoke 'dro now)
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with that --
All my nig-gaz (all my niggaz) if you with me (if you with me)
Yeah I see
Evelyn lyrics
I wouldn't be surprised if she stole the devil's job With her pretty face and her pretty name Because the worst he could do Would always be number two To her ability to cause me pain What on earth was I thinking Is what I think when I look back And it's been a while So I can manage a smile But I can't seem to change the fact That I don't want to save the planet If it's the planet where Evelyn lives I put her face on
ou (yeah) HOL-LAI wouldn't be surprised if she stole the devil's job With her pretty face and her pretty name Because the worst he could do Would always be number two To her ability to cause me pain What on earth was I thinking Is what I think when I look back And it's been a while So I can manage a smile But I can't seem to change the fact That I don't want to save the planet If it's the planet where Evelyn lives I put her face on
(Throw yo' guns in the motherfuckin air, c'mon!)
All my bitch-es, if you're with me (yeah all my bitches where you at now)
Yeah I see you (you know I see y'all) HOL-LA
[Verse Two]
Yeah, my whole entire mindstate deeper
than astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you niggaz like mashed potato
Back when niggaz used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark
Fuckin with diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other money fuckin with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic
to a handful of niggaz that be all schemin on the same wallet
Them type niggaz that be conspirin and kidnappin
Shit happens! Gun clap for you i
Dream lyrics
[Intro] Hey...hey Hey...hey Hey...hey Hey [Verse 1] Who the hell is this, paging me at 4:56 in the morning Crack of dawning, now I'm yawning, wipe the cold from my eyes See whos this paging me, and why Its my girl Yvonne from the hair salon Told me she was down the club last night Shit wasn't seemin too right These bitches hoppin out of Honda's and Gallat's talkin greasey out
a GIFT wrappin[Intro] Hey...hey Hey...hey Hey...hey Hey [Verse 1] Who the hell is this, paging me at 4:56 in the morning Crack of dawning, now I'm yawning, wipe the cold from my eyes See whos this paging me, and why Its my girl Yvonne from the hair salon Told me she was down the club last night Shit wasn't seemin too right These bitches hoppin out of Honda's and Gallat's talkin greasey out
You should follow how the style switch up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin to kill they arch-bishop
You big pussy nigga actin all hard
Call me atheist, because I don't believe in you God
It's like a grand feast celebratin the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Felipe (?) portrait is so hard to get
We got the obscure shit for the street
Nevertheless we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the street
Nevertheless we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat
[Chorus w/ slightly different (ad libs)]
[Busta Rhymes]
Holla at me now, c'mon!
Yeah.. Busta Rhymes, cookin up a little brown stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea