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Busta Rhymes

"I’ll hurt u - remix"

Yeah
Guess who it is
Aayo Dre I think they in trouble
Scott Storch why you have to do it like this to 'em?
Feels like a new day
Listen
Now every time I come in, I hit ya n*ggas with sh*t
Regardless, you get retarted and then n*ggas ain't got a clue
On how the f*ck I do what I do or say what I say
And spit what I spit, you ain't never even gotta question who
'Cause you know that I'm the only n*gga that could ever come
And spitefully turn the place into a muthaf*ckin' zoo
Than I come in, I still go crazy sh sh sh sh*t
Ma, ma, ma, makin' n, ni, ni n*ggas do exactly what I want 'em to
From my point of view instead of tryin' to step up
You still tryin' to play catch up and keep up with the way ya n*gga grew
These n*ggas panic and frett and get schizophrenic
And let they emotions out and I doubt they could ever touch my crew
Take a second, check it, I reckon my records are better than
Whatever record you recorded that why your sh*t is through
You f*ckin' idiot I don't think you get it
I'm one of the greatest ever period every syllable is true
Now if you ain't blind and you ain't handicapped in your vision
I think it's simple or nothing that it's really plain to see
No matter how much you try, no matter how much you make an effort
You n*ggas could never ever really f*ck wit me
'Cause I'll hurt you
And I will learn you a thing or two
And I'll hurt you
And I'll finish your career for you, I'll
Catch you n*ggas and snatch you n*ggas
You bunch of bumblin' fools who got me grumblin' dudes
All the way down the block
Keep 'em stumblin' and jumblin' over they wall
Jump ours throw in the towel see you n*ggas is on the clock
And you wanna know the time, see you tired of all your
Ma, ma mumblin', ma, ma mumblin', na, na n*gga I got it locked
Every single time you put my sh*t in the CD playa
And turn up the volume you bang your head
Because this sh*t'll knock ock
Continue to crumblin' n*ggas and tumblin' n*ggas
You struggle while I humble a n*ggas wit the Glock
Than I watch you while I keep a fumblin'
While I got you ta tre tremblin'
For one of my n*ggas bust your head wit a rock
Before I start to do another thing I'ma make you crown
Me the king wit such a butter swing n*gga follow the flock
Now watch my brother bring all my diamonds
The summer bling when I'm climbin' and from a glimpse
Tell you b*tch to get of my yatch
Now if you ain't blind and you ain't handicapped in your vision
I think it's simple or nothing that it's really plain to see
No matter how much you try no matter how much you make
An effort you n*ggas could never ever really f*ck wit me
'Cause I'll hurt you
And I will learn you a thing or two
And I'll hurt you
And I'll finish your career for you, I'll
Flipmode, Aftermath
Flipmode, Aftermath
Flipmode, Aftermath
It's official, it's official
It's official, it's official

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