that'll get me blown, blown (Yes) And yes I got a problem with you tryin to' be me Well, it's just me tryin' to be me that'll get me blown, blown (Huh
blown (blown) ({Busta} Yes) And yes I got a problem with you tryin' to be me When it's just me tryin' to be me that'll get me blown(blown) (Hwuh) And
blown(blown) (Hwuh) And (Yes) I hate you hatin' on me (Unless) you wanna see them lasers homie All up in your face, that'll get you blown (blown) And
blown (blown) ({Busta} Yes) And yes I got a problem with you tryin' to be me When it's just me tryin' to be me that'll get me blown(blown) (Hwuh) And (
's all I know and slingin' But I got my Glock 'cause ain't no hangin' there if you ain't bangin' Gunshots be ringin', but I bump and bust 'til I let '
I I got the twelth gauge on pump Busted heads clips thrown my way Bustin' heads to let you know I don' t play I'm out to have things I spit rhymes to
And I stay on point for that red and gold van Its a free lance performer Yayo be a pro Cause the flows been hot since G.I. Joe Yo my rhymes'll have you
nothin on our mind In time we learned to live a life of crime Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow
way the games get controlled Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind Bear witness to the dopest fuckin rhyme
warn them Blast it Wrapped in plastic Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws) Ain't nothing left now Treated like a stepchild Was not for me Nothing but busters
in me Bust off his dildo, killin (?) and keep mobbin G It ain't no problem (?) funk off (?) blow down punks with my sawed off Bust they dirty-ass
eat, gotta make ends meet Stabbin for a fee, it gets hard on the fuckin streets It's like a madness, fuck making gravy I rhyme and do crimes, cuz either
over I bust a move as smooth as casanova And count another quick meal I'm getting paid for my traid but its still real And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme
assist [Chorus] x 2 You ain't no gangsta You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker You fake fraudulent motherfucker You ain't a gangsta I should cut ya, cock back and bust
Dom 'till I earl take 'em two at a time quick I get in they mind have 'em thinkin' they mine bust off then tell 'em "Bust a Uey, on mo' time" I'm like
Girl I sip Dom 'till I earl take 'em two at a time quick I get in they mind have 'em thinkin' they mine bust off then tell 'em "Bust a Uey, on mo' time
kids who start shit (c'mon, say what?) See me, only me (yeah, I see you) The Underboss of this holocaust (let's go) Truly yours, Frank White [Chorus - Busta Rhymes
