Текст песни Busta Rhymes - Fuck That (Get Off My Block Interlude)
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Текст песни Busta Rhymes - Fuck That (Get Off My Block Interlude)
[Spliff Star (Busta Rhymes)]("What?") "Check it, what, ha. ("Noooooo!") Ha! Ha-ha, ha! ("Hey!") Yeah."("I don't care! What?! What?! Uhhh...")It's the musical felon, the black John Lennonwho keep the gat between the brief and the denimThe way the world is headed, I can see how it's endin'but I'm gonna get this paper from now to armageddon( )My mental's too strict, my squad is too thick,I fucked up and slipped but I quickly caught a gripSince my man put me on, ("Eh-heh.") I took another routeI'm wreckin' shows you know from here to over SouthThem mothafuckas know exactly talkin' aboutSpliff Star, see me on MTVFuck that! I'm comin' to gain on Soul TrainNow I'm gettin' paid like that nigga Damon WayansFuck that! No more stress on the brain!Fuck that! No more sellin' cocaine!I'm out there, I'm out there on the radioCatch me in the video doin' my thingStill smokin' crucial bangJust came off my P-O ("Yo!")I'm in my basement writin' 'nough flowThat's right, my fuckin' brain's openGot you jealous niggas on the sides slopin'Smell the weed I'm totin'It's stink like skunks, I'm beatin' down you punksNow shut the fuck up! ("'K up! 'K up! 'K up...")[Busta Rhymes]"Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo, what the-what the fuck is goin' on in my shit?! Ayyo,Spliff Star! How the fuck you up in my shit, got your fuckin' songs on my LP,nigga? Nigga, we know your shit comin' out in '98, mothafucka! Have patience!Mawfucka tryin' to bogart space on my LP..."