Текст песни Missy Elliott - Busa Rhyme, слова песни Missy Elliott

Текст песни Missy Elliott - Busa Rhyme

Missy Elliott - Busa Rhyme слова песни

[Missy] Slim Shady (4X)[Eminem]Well I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filledand pop the same shit that got Tupac killedSpit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episodeand punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodesThere`s three things I hate: girls, women and bitchesI`m that vicious to walk up, and drop-kick midgetsThey call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkwardStick figure, with a dick bigger than Mark WahlbergComin through the airport, sluggish, walkin on crutchesHit a fuckin [*pregnant chick*] in her [*stomach*] with luggageIt`s like a dream I can`t snap out, I black out, and back outI`m lookin for someone "of" to beat the crap "out"I`m bringin you rap singers two middle fingersI flip you off in French, then translate in EnglishThen I`ma vanish off the face of the planet and come backspeakin so much Spanish, Pun can`t even understand it[Missy] Won`t you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady[Shady] Yeah[Missy] Won`t you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim motherfuckin Shady[Shady] Yeah[Missy] Won`t you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady[Shady] Yeah[Missy] Won`t you busa rhyme for me boy .. [Eminem]I had a huge attitude, started off statickyMad at you, had you mad at me automatically (one more time)I`m not a commodity, I`m an odditywho oddly enough developed himself a Halloween followingIt`s so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow meI`d probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apologyCollege girls, live in an alcoholic`s worldfull of earl, head twirls every time the toilet swirls *flush*Covered in throw-up, and I refuse to grow upI won`t budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up (SHUT UP!)I made this rap game suspenseful, cause now I got a impulseto give you insults wrote with a pencil (bitch)and waste the paper on you, choppin down the oakwoodCause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no goodAnd as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttinYou motherfuckers are puttin your words together for nuttin[Missy] Won`t you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady[Shady] What`s the deal?[Missy] Won`t you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim motherfuckin Shady[Shady] Yeah.. who?[Missy] Won`t you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady[Shady] What`s the deal?[Missy] Won`t you busa rhyme for me boy .. [Missy]Turn the music up, we gon` wake the neighborsWe gon` get high, we gon` roll to VegasMe and Slim Shady, on some shit dailyWhat you want what you got is it hot? (Is it hot?)Turn the music up, we gon` wake the neighborsWe gon` get high, we gon` roll to VegasMe and Slim Shady, on some shit dailyWhat you want (yo) what you want (yo) ahh uhh yo "A person from another planet might disagree with you" "Well if you want my opinion, it comes from right here on Earth"[Eminem]Slim Shady.. Misdemeanor..Timbaland.. Slim Shady..Misdemeanor..I`m homicidal, and suicidal with no friendsHoldin a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both endsSprayin tecs at you until you see your fuckin legswith the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin next to you(AHH!) Fuckin mad dog, foamin at the mouthFuck mouth, my whole house, is foamin at the couchJumped out of the 93rd floor of a buildingand shot every window out on the way down to the ground (KEEP FILMING!)Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped em in halfSuffocated the oxygen maskShit if I get any higher, I`ma get the East and West beefin againSlide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire[Missy]Y`all better call the police `fore I kill this trackDon`t shoot Missy!!! Get backUhh, I`ma put you all in the lineUhh, and I`ma watch you MC`s dieYo mommy, mommy, Missy done lost her mind!I think somebody done pissed her off this time!Yo, I`ma have to bust you through your chest anduhh, you will have to clean up the mess (uh-huh)It`s rainin rainin and it`s pourin loudNever fear, cause pissy Missy`s through the crowdUhh, I hear the gats go cha-powWho shot me damnit? Bitch get downDon`t walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (uh-huh)Lay em on down, like they lived underground (uh)For the sound, that me and, Timbaland, we foundGet your ass, kicked later, or get your ass, kicked nowUhh.. one-twoMisdemeanor, Slim ShadyTimbaland, motherfuckerUhh uhh uhhCool, cool, coolTriple zero

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