[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
You already know who I be. It's Busta Bus', general of The Conglomerate movement. It's [?] cypher right here. The next generation of venomous spitters. I'ma introduce to you couple of the most venomous newcomers that put the poison down. My homie Reek Da Villian, Conglomerate's own. The homie Zawcain and the homie Mickey Factz. Bust they ass, let's go

[Verse 1: Reek Da Villian]
Yo, check it, uh
I swallow a halo, cough it back up to spit a jewel
Diamond islamic rhymer, refine [?]
You pitiful, simply a hater that likе to ridicule
All of my ****** like lady nurses, thеy gave me physicals
I'm Teflon, smooth assassinations from my [?]
I kept calm, but now it's time the villain get his rep on
His checks strong, even though we live in a recession
I touch a lot of paper, like a dude who got a desk job
[?] double-cross me [?]
Gas station, I clapped Satan [?]
My Tommy Gun clip is the shape of an octagon
We pull up on your block, hoppin' out vans like soccer moms
For tryna end my name like the 'a' on Barack Obam'
[?] success is a must, without the Nostradam'
Fly, so I stay [?]
Keep a lifejacket for broads that get their [?] on

[Verse 2: Zawcain]
Yeah
Northside
I got too much on the line not get your respect
A descendent of dead slaves with a noose [?] they neck
Reppin' for a whole region on which y'all slept
From Vegas to El Paso, I'm the southwest vet
In this final hour before Christ gives you the test
Are you studyin' for an A or burnin' Quran texts?
'Cause nowadays cats can walk around with no respect
Even the tea party askin' B.I.G for one more chance
[?] y'all just be the [?]
Lauryn was miseducated, 'cause I stole her text
Does the world need me? Hm, let me reflect
Do Witwicky need Optimus Prime to battle that jet?
Do lights needs [?]? The unemployed need a check?
Equally redundant and obnoxious when answerin' [?]
Digest the fact that you now rockin' with the best
I'm the reason Freddy Krueger can't get no rest, Northside
[Verse 3: Mickey Factz]
Uh
What up, [?]? Factz [?]
No veins, 'cause the [?] runs through me
I'm unruly, word to freeway [?]
Feel like [?] with the bars, disagree? Sue me
Come the groupies, I pass off like Bob Cousy
[?] don't be mad if your honey moon me
You ain't tough, wouldn't shoot me playin' Call fo Duty
Enforcer, don't care [?]
Word to my aunt, I'ma start the Bronx renaissance
I talk to Pun's mural, listenin' for a response
Black Apple state of mind, I think good
I got it sittin' on my chest, black ink [?]
Me and [?] we flip birds on ya
Whips swerve on ya, slick performer, rich persona
Quick word former, kick dirt on ya
I'm Neo lookin' for Laurence Fishburne's daughter