Busta Rhymes Album

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Some people don't understand(x4)

The inner soul and the thoughts
Of the Inner Mind's Eye.

Front line 510 to 710 I'm back again
So we send and extend.
Peace to all it's the plural oral B the
Urban rural publicity Afrocentricity
Satellites coincide unifying it's time.
To climb avidly apparently reality
Below zero it makes you pale no color
For the bleach for seasons many reasons.
Equinox equator now who's the raider
And who's the soul who stole the surface?
Sacrifice slice commanding
I'm demanding official awareness we
Share this common understanding.

Word is bond and I give my
Life before my word shall fall,
Do me a favor listen up y'all.
We got to activate social
Activity for one common cause,
Cherish your mind or you will
Perish.
Nigga, relax your temper, so
We can live up to our nature
As civilized men
Everytime we live savage-like, we
Damage like the heads of our
Young little seeds.
Oh! my gosh damn pressure makes,
My eye balls bleed, since when
Was my mind really freed,
it's kind of ill when you don't 
Know what time or whose time
You are livin' in, this is the earth
We exist within.
Damn
My mind keep swellin'
While in my inner soul keeps
Tellin' my anger & hate, while
In my verses, I keep yellin'
Let's do this, let's do this,
Let's make a change, so I could
Stop feelin' strange, making a fool out of myself like I am deranged
You better believe it gotta stop.
Yes it gotta stop, word is bond 
God! Word is Bond!
I'll be coming around the mountian
Mountain
Mama mia more money nonstop
Solar sex the believer of breather
Taking on all sorts of shit
The devil his wife son daughter
And don't let me see you shoot no dogs
My pit will sit seed in all frequent paths
Infa-ray fake laughs relay or may
I say DJ away okay we stay
Hay play afraid touche uma
Might spray who I'm at least to
Say can really dig it man really
Dig it damn smack deep right in
The mind jack flash jump start
Signing off time often givin' up

Chorus repeated once: Busta Rhymes, Dinco D & Charlie Brown 

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco 
Go Charlie, Charlie go 
Charlie. Go Busta, Busta 
Go Busta. You know we got style 

Verse 1: 
When it comes to shoutouts 
Boogie Brown is here don't fear. 
The clear just step to it. Now I drive. 
Come alive from the bottom to the top. 
Temptation or confusion makes you wanna stop. 
But¡­ (I know you, and you know me) 
C.B.M.C. Given to me by Chuck D. 
That's deep as I look at all the videos. 
Wack stage shows, wack page flows. 
Biters non-rythm writers. (Example the sample). 
It was an age under and a stage back. 
The girlie's screaming she's having a cardiac. 
Like epileptic seizures no 
Amnesia comatose double dose Anaesthesia. 
Damn. (DAMN) should I say. 
What are you doing! , I dare at your stare so yo 
Come do me, it's done or rather should I say it's on. 
The mental instrumental I continue with. 
My song yeah we've got jumping jerks with no understandings of 
The East Coast stomp. Fam understand. 
Several other brothers watch our videos the vidiots discover. 

Verse 2: 
(It's just another case) Wow! (Base). 
Why is everybody always picking on me. 
Now let's see our games played. 
I'm Donkey Kong fat freak the notes. 
Flip the script run the jewels. 
(The Leaders Of The New School). 
Yet I shine when I rhyme (You know, you know) 
Always remember the scenario. 

Syntax Era 

Chorus 

Verse 3: 
For the Harper Valley Pete's sake tea makes. 
A great ace in a hole 
You cheated gold, only sold to who 
Was told now trembling remembering 
When I timberland and down listen wait. 
Who's that coming around sounding like that sound. 
I guess it's Dinco, Milo, Busta, and Bro! wn. 
Four minds of two kinds run one with the sun. 
I love my father, mother, my brother, and the sisters 
That come from all over the place to trace the base. 
Inspector Clouseau I wonder is true though. 
Oh no, no more security. 
Nets straight human casualties 
call for raw regrets in beat societies. 
Lessons must speak, 
Stand be strong. Keep away from weak in the years long. 
Life leaders let loose leading leftbacks. 
And misguided youth letting leaks lack. 
Levels of truth. Look ma' no hands. 
Lend likes lots of love only lasting cause I'm asking. 
Could we be above average not savage, 
But near newly more duty, more than terror. 
Peace to my girl. 
"Whoops" Syntax Era! 

Chorus 

Verse 3: Busta Rhymes 
Copy cat do this, do that. 
Wanna do something ? 
Do this. 
Chicky chaka chubaka. 
Gitty getty gothca. 
Ah man, all of a sudden people say I be buggin' 
Rugged culture musikal Hip-Hop! I be lovin' 
Gimme, gimme, gimme something. 
Gimme something for nothing. 
Rich blood sucker of the poor I see you. 
Hickory, dickory. 
Hay watch out for the trickery. 
What happened to creativity, dignity, integrity. 
Hey Mr. Sneaky-one don't try to read my mind. 
Just worry about getting yours, because I'm getting mines. 
Leaders made a commitment to keep this type of music. 
Livin' forever. 
Whatever, whatever. 
We live in an era where errors aren't made to 
Remain an error, but I think that's kinda better. 
Understand that word and how you use it. 
Rap is business music, Hip-Hop is cultural music. 
Now you get to see the one sun getting super dumb. 
Dance around because you know that we doin' it for fun. 
Flippin' and trippin'. 
You little sorry sucker you slippin' 
Lay over my lap bacause I'm gonna 
Give you a whippen. 
Trippin', dippin' and winin' 
Stop the damn crying. 
I don't know what you tryi! n' 
You better stop lyin'. 
With correct intellect, wetter, bigger and better. 
As I come straight. 
Check my Syntax Era. 

Word to God, 1993, shit is solid. 

2nd Chorus repeated three times: 

We are the L. (What!) 
We are the O. (What!) 
We are the N. (What!) 
We are the S. (What!) 

CLASSIC! Busta Rhymes is
CLASSIC! Dinco D is
CLASSIC! Charlie Brown is
CLASSIC! Milo in the Dance is
CLASSIC! Backspin is CLASSIC!

Cut to the Monitor, Monitor to the Cut, what? Milo in the Dance!

[Milo]
Bust this as I construct this like a blunt
Ropie dope, first quarter just start
Now people in the dance me au beh uni
Uni uni, fe big up in '92
No link to dust, watch brain cells bust
As I flip the script, I could make a Rev feel lit
You walking on shakey ground, call it warned
Now big up your chest if you could test L.O.N.S.
Mr. Distress take a long rest
And I never never never wanna see you no more, see you no more
See you no more, got classic material wall to wall

[Dinco D]
Hey, running through computer chips, leaving trails of flesh
Disectable satons, crucial to summing quest
Less, yes, bust press on the drumpads
Caress chest may relieve stress, so
Consider the inner outta don't know if you oughta doubt a
Seat a eater Peter, what you saying after hours?
Players pop pills, pop stars blunt fanatics the dramatics
Come running up to me, the D to the O (Why it gotta be you, D?)
Which sees for insight within the C down
With an (oh my gosh) and a (oh C.B.)
10-4 not Milo (follow me)
Cuss, you mean us, Leaders as you see, you an MC, you an MC
Well no time to play, LP it in time
It's just another case, hey but I place
Place another fact and exact I come (Oh!)
Classic Material we reign number one

Classic Material, Classic Material
L.O.N.S. with the Classic Material
Classic Material, Classic Material
Everybody, we got the Classic Material

[Charlie Brown]
Hey, a new frontier, pioneer to steer
Ripping and rhyming, ripping and rhyming every single year
365, 24/7, Stomp romp stamp amp floor keep stepping
Merely, yearly, my base is always 1st, not 3rd, word
Catch the patch in the latch of the hook of the book
Perhaps? (No haps!)
If so (Hip-hop!) Make 'em make 'em clap
Last class, I alphabetized the re-rap
A boy came down every day, A-B-C-D-E, now see what I say
C. Brown reflections of black (And!)
The shade of the lyrical, here to kick facts
Give me a hit (Hit!) for the classic elastic splastic dope on plastic
No illusion no confusion, undecided, I'm invited delighted and bite it
Material madness, raw for the core imperial, as I come with an aerial
Power from the L-shaped room
L.O.N.S., L.O.N.S. we smoke boom!

[Busta Rhymes]
When I make my music, I got the classic material
When I grab the microphone you know I'm reigning imperial
Wake up in the morning, eat my whole wheat cereal
Historical styles combines with new musical
L.O.N.S. wreck shit as usual
When we make a presence yes we got to make it visual
Mental, physical, then we come spiritual
Follow this shit here, cause this shit is emotional
We express an emotion through a style they call lyrical
Mysterical, we make it complicated and technical
Numerical as we move down like a decimal
(East Coast Stomp!) Cause you know that is the principle
Look at here, what you see is four individuals
This time, you know we're going to form in institutional
So that we can become one and become more powerful
You're living mystical, I-
dentify yourself as you face the universal
Ripping it at will and it's done with no rehearsal
Moving like you're dusted and you're caught up in something trivial
T.I.M.E. is eternal when you have the

Classic Material, yes Material, yes Material
You know we got Material, Classic Material

DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) 
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) 
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) 
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) 

Verse 1:Dinco D 
They got my brother locked down in Connecticut. 
Confederate "D" we can better it. 
But yo, I'm illiterate to the little bits. 
Until the fat pigs billys bent philly. 
Scent when way I went rent make 
Me think dip dy dip to the socialize 
Of americal not America mer 
Medler rich peddler "hold up" 
Which ways up whatever high 
Heather by bush push push push in 
The bush mop drop the pains. 
In ink a document approximate 
It's a quarter to cut throat headless 
Hole bedless tall I figure factor. 
Crack the smack police man better be 
Strap step step yep it's a hit hit. 
Run run, ha hon it's another father's 
Saw son from behind caught up in time. But my mind and his mind make all 
Mind equal, but it's a daily reminder. 

Verse 2: Busta Rhymes 
Escape from the killer tree, yes. 
Everybody run and come follow me. 
Sit back as I reach, and I come and attack. 
Other forces trying to reveal my other 
Sources, following my courses. 
Fiding on the back of horse. 
Trilly, trally, I dilly, dally my way. 
Through the alley. 
Remember that we will wreck from the east 
All the way to Cali. 
To those that are hungry, come get a 
Taste of this sound, 
Hey people you know that we're 
Gonna get on down. 
This is your daily reminder, so 
Remember as we move right to the center, 
You know we gonna be your number one 
Contender. 
As I capture through the rapture. 
Subliminally undercover, yes my dome is 
Chrome on the front of my album cover. 
As I mention, people follow the ways of imperfection, 
Float like suspension, oozing out of a pimple like infection.! 
Hip-Hop resurrection, at the drop of a quarter, 
Drop another rhyme with a new order. 
Come follow me, come follow me man, 
Doing everything that I can so we could live a little better 
If we only could remember. 
As we find the original 3-ring binder 
Rewinder the time back to the original daily reminder. 

Verse 3: Charlie Brown 
May I say the rythm will flow and then 
You will know that's it's OK.I'm rippin' 
and rhymin' yes never the less everyday 
hysterical lyrical miracle L.O.NS., L.O.N.S. 
Yes, yes, y'all y'all. Yes yes, y'all y'all. 
The Boogie tie Brown, the Boogie tie Brown, 
My manifestation hits. The monitor Milo always on the mix. 
The capitalistic unrealistic move with tie. 
Pitch in style step with tie rep and rec. 
Flip to the vibe I bet girls river 
Wet quiver yet don't sweat. Of course 
To the source just move with the force. 
Oof course across what do you know 
People they got feeling p! ros Jos! Froze 
1-1 2-2 3-3 4-4 coming stunning. 1 and million plus 
We're raw wanna make 'em live side to the side is doom and 
There'll be no more games like keepers or finders you're 
Taking off your binders 'cause it's a daily reminder. 

DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) 
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) 
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) 

Verse 1: Charlie Brown 

Bring one MC, two MC, three MC. 
Send any MC's. It doesn't matter to me. 
Sterp up like a thief in the night. 
No wins and I begin. My third eye is bright. 
Here to shine. Light skies the limit on D.L. 
Who fell, yeah time will tell. 
The Leaders Of The New. 
The #1 crew blunts and brew for the Hip-hop school. 
Girls got my picture posters, pin-ups. 
Wanna skin up (big up, big up). 
It's a race against the clock, and I can't stop countdown, 
hear the sound see Boogie Brown.. 
(Uptown Saturday night) 125 we arrive so live from New York, 
word life. You know I can kick it. 
At my show on the down low, you're sellin' wolf-tickets. 
Ha Ha, the trigger I'm tryin' to tell ya. 
Now my nigga, I'm getting larger and bigger the factor 
here to Cockalak! a crack that back like a chiropractor 
just the collective my perspective to be
effective is the main objective. 
(Warriors come out and¡­) props me say me nots. 
Any violations won't be tolerated. 
Let's not debate it if you hate it, 'cause I made it. 
The loot, the boob tube, all that shit included, 
in a matter of seconds you will be excluded. 
Checka check it out. 
East Coast stomp in action for rich or for poor. 
We created the fashion left (foot), 
right (foot), stomp (stomp). 
Leaders Of The New School do the East Coast stomp. 

Well it's a quarter 
Quarter. Quarter. Quarter. 
Quarter to cutthroat. 
A quarter. Quarter. Quarter. Quarter. 
Quarter to cutthroat. 

Verse 2: Dinco D.

It's the power of importance making people act as is compare fair. 
From here to there, fair seems a little quiz
So question what I conquer as Kruger kills a kid
My friends got caught with luger so now he does the bid
Bring 'em in, bring em in 
See the clock on the wall with one eye open. 
Scarface to brawl to panic seized quarter cut. 
Squeezed to ten gave quarter back five with a minute to win, 
then plenty a many men
With any if any trend came rename fame shame
To backspin speakin' spic spans off spills of crack bins
So get your action. Right locating jaws draw. 
Bite mars is mourned warned rating. 
Torn wound a sprite bright light the mics. 
Mix vega a quarter woters. 
What you get when you're broke, becomes bodega bothering, sobering
Ting-a-ling-a-ling (Ding). 
Right on to Milo on the dot. 

Verse 3: Milo 

You want strength, what strength. 
What you really want strength. 
Milo in the dance is on Chee. 
Lippie L.O.N.S. lenght. Now 'nuff respect to the sekel set. 
Seeking section for recovery. 
D me a beg uni. 
Don't bother me. "Why, ooh". 
Because I and I am the one they call 
de pum pum docter no bother. 
Get vex because I og check your daughter. 
Ideal Punnie make the I feel better. 
Me naw. Want to put me wood in the wall of fire. 
One step, two step. Make you reach little high. 
You askin' why oh why you have to make it bad so why oh. 
Inna me carkey suit and thing. Love is all I bring inna the party. 
Party respect to yardie it's a rude, boy. 
Type inna everybody. White, Black, to Chinie pass the Heini, onset offset. 
No prisoners at war a quarter to cutthroat is the New school law. 
You better be in by sundown. 
Sending death threats from miles around. 
Busta bust down with the surround sound. 
Tic tac tic. Ready to pickins Hip-Hop easy listning. 
Time to take order 'cause it's a quarter to cut. 
What, what you can't front. 

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Verse 4: Busta Rhymes 

No more lucky charms for the malpractice tactics. 
Fiasco, Fiskell, Siskel and Ebert. 
Criticism, devilish exorcism. 
I strive to destroy and kill all inconsiderate organisms. 
Time will only last for the ones who bust that ass. 
All gridlock thinking. You better think fast, Quick! 
Because I'm riffling down the stifling, 
trifling sound who's killing who, times killing you. 
Stupid. You need to sweat yourself. Don't sweat nobody else. 
I got my own perspiration check the conversation. 
Minutes away, your ass is through dealing. 
Ha, smack yourself and find exactly your feeling. 
It's detrimental and essensial that I chemistry thoroughly 
In my dimensional dungeon residential vicinity. 
Wack germs. You're like a cureless growing disease. 
Go and suck the clitoris of a trichamonis. Discharge cheese. 
Ha, ease. Ha, substract counteract enemies, Ha. 
Carrying on while I be ripping and shredding 
getter fierce gotta pierce the wack to stop the germs spreading. 
Before you striked, you caught a stroke. 
Now you're half-dead nigga, ¡®cause it's a quarter to cutthroat 

Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! 
Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! 
Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! 
Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! 

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[Busta Rhymes]
And it goes like this...
Skip to my Lou (Yes!)
I got a funky hop scotch game going on (Getting strong!)
I think you better follow this and come along
Heavens to Merkatroid, we've come with another new song
(Sing-a-long!) Ha (Tic!) Tica-tica-toc
(Who's that?) Coming around the block (Leaders of the New!)
Yes, with the shit that is sure to hit the spot
Oooh hot yes, come in my Dragon's Lair, that's when I turn slayer
Uno better say you're prayer
(Open your eyes!) Rise, yes I come to (Sterilize)
Mr. Parasite, I got your big suprise
Mad effective as you vision my perspective, hot shot
Look at what you got, a super ache infected speed knot
Yo, it seems stunning every time I see the fraud coming
Hundred miles and running, time to back the tools and start gunning
Let me tell you something, you ain't saying nothing with your fussing
Now you got my cussing, bake you like a muffin full of stuffing
For the world to see ya
Leaders of the New is in the place to be for '93, G
(What's next?) We come fresh no dutty boy can test
(What's next?) You know we wicked and we full up of finesse
(What's next?) Cause when we deh a dance, we have fi impress
(what's next?) For my brother B. Boogie Brown to come down

[Charlie Brown]
Brooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooown
You know I love they way it's going down (Going down!)
You know I love they way it's going down (Going down!)
I'm the one knight supreme (Being all seeing)
Soul with the role (No I'm not European)
Operator, operator, put me on hold
Stories untold, watch the dollars unfold
Watch women approach me with the inviations
Previous engagement, speculation
I hate when my girl says "Give me some space"
On the telephone, and never to your face
I paid my dues, so lick the balls!
In the summer, in the winter, in the spring, and in the fall
I'm romping and ripping, the needle ain't skipping
Gymnasiums and stadiums the crowd be flipping
The new to the next, and of course the nextus
The greatest, the grandest, of course you expect this
In cash, boom bash, slash, grammatical
Continual residual, flow is radical
All that, and a bag of Chips Ahoy
Tell your homeboys to bring the noise
Sunrise to sunset, yes you will remember
Born on the 19th day of September
Peace to mom-du, that's C dot B dot
Not for cock block, so stop and don't jock
So take is faker snakr, phonograph no paper
Just a philly for the ride, slide, peace see you later!

What's next? (I know you love the way it's going down!) (Repeat 4x)

[Milo]
Ex the excess, your best bet check it
(Move it along) Cause I really can't tec it
Your cement mentality will end up in casualties
I got the right one, baby, and no you can't follow me
Got pieces of a dream I need to put together
I ain't checking for nobody who's tougher than leather
Whether I'm in or out of state, it doesn't make a difference
Why the constant complaining about my real appearance?
Saying "Milo do you love me?" You're always asking
What are you looking for action or romancing?
Now who the hell you think you're gassing? (What's crazy?)
Don't treat me like a Care Bear that's always smiling
I like drinking booze and sometimes wilding
Don't act new baby (Huh!) Or haven't ya heard?
Keep 110 mph inna me Dusinburg
Keep the main on taining at an even rate
One Newport breath taker in the morning and you know I'm straight
(What's next?) Voodoo hex, 666 years of sorrow
Broken by the strength of the 7
Just do the knowledge and don't ask no questions
(I know you love the way it's going down!)
I hit up a green light crossing and I am passing
On the road to riches, 4 by 4 riding over ditches
Next with the misses, hugs and kisses, the switch you missed
Cause mental fixes, erasional addiction
So complex, flex! (Time to have sex!) Now ask yourself what's next

You love the way it's going down! (Repeat 2x)

[Dinco D]
The sun will come out, but don't doubt the D (Tomorrow!)
Let me see Dinco you can come out and play now
If you want to, but only if you want me to
or do strange dimentions of the pensions pile
Dispensers of bad fencers sensors while
(Busting loose) tkes over your mentioning how
It came to be in '93 with what you see now
In the corners where you go sporting cones
Only a lonely homely Jones make clones
Tone dial phone girls grown close to testes
Jingling chrome press sewn Leaders aren't lefties or jet skis
Or what you call your animal when your pet pees?
(Woof!) Fucking dog, what's next, G?

I know you love the way, I know you love the way
I know you love the way it's going down! (What's next?)

I know you love the way, I know you love the way

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[1st MC - Cool Whip Brittle Lo]
Holy smoking Joe no jokes I post
No hoax for ya folkes no cocaine cokes
Cool whipper whopper wailing wit willis
Dillis do crills crills do dillis
I'm ills like wills for the thrills of
The phills nils phylis
My rap style kills dead bodies stay stillis
Cause Ben was friend he's the maniest
Crackerjack cool whip spontaneous

[2nd MC - The Capital]
Brittilism organic organism skism
Kanism is is I will I was I
Insanic poetic go panic standing stanic
Illy silly I made you hump a hillbilly
Kick your mother to Kansas or a hunch
Back hoodlum or hoody goody gets
New tricks for mind trips my flattery
Battery bus nuttus got your girley
In the buttus uttus now your whole
Cakes sluttish

[3rd MC - L.S.]
Well I'm feeling an astro flow to the
Afro and rumpelin' til and skin and
Amazing loops wit the lyrical hoops
Peace to Betty Boops pass my GI-Gibaud's
Posing for the ha holy matrimony
I love ya Rosie Perez who said you
Had bulky legs
Call me daddy short dreds look at al
The revolving beds
Kangaroos cold sportin Pro-Keds

[4th MC - Jeranimo]
Rough rough incoming flowing to the track
Look at the people throwing down in the crowd
(Ahh) pick up the pace and wiggle
Look at the girls (poom poom) just jingle
Ooh jump off the stage and jet E scoped a
Bitch that was sippin on a Beck's
Went to the flix ooh was it rated X
Pass it on to my boys so they can catch rec.

[5th MC - Rampage]
Extra, extra read it look what it's all about
I'm the Last Boy Scout I turn it out
Any time that I can
My Master Plan
Is to do what's grand
I'm a rugged nigga, a big rugged nigga
Sit back and relax and take a swigga
Ramp is no joke
I'm on some shit called Cutthroat
Fuckin' with my boyz watch you get face broke
Ol' Chilly Willy I think it's my time
To play the rap Billy
Hey you Fellas, Pass the Phillie

[6th MC - Blitz]
Well Well Well, here I go again round 2
Making brothas act (didi dum)
Having fun jettin' rhythms written by
The one I got the ultimate snap
I set lyrics like a trap
(Rump a pum pum) make the whole world
Shake Quake to my new sounds tapes
Press play
Let me include the #1 fact.
Trom is official A.K. Blitz on the track.

[7th MC - Sha-Now]
Remedy man yes I'm known as the sha-now
Remedy man he's a Rumpelstiltskin
The moment is my ritual response is
Spontaneous now is now I grab the mic for a sec.
Giving sponge baths for those who
Can't keep a rep (didn't mean to turn you on)
Fingers move faster than riffing rafts
Invision the sha being bolder than your dad

[8th MC - Pudge God]
Huh! Unstoppable when my mind is amp
I'm gini in bakinis coming from Bel-Air
Wizzy watch me get busy
Will hit the earb vision is dizzy
Illy choco spillies into phillies
Causing mathematics static toolies
In the attic
So brainwash the wish cause this
Is huh spontaneous

[9th MC - Kollie Weed]
All gal with pum pum shorts, please please
Come in. Ca me say people are you ready
"Bow" oh Lord kallie weed come to rock steady
"Bow" oh Lord. A long time mea did wait, but
Now I arrive upon de scene, all now, but me nah go cus kick
Up rumpus. Hold it steady lyrics will fill
Your belly. Remember this is kallie weed pon
De version.

[10th MC - Cut Monitor Milo]
What could ah mek you think say Milo
Coulda gwan so. Me an de lieutnant au de de dong
De de dong de dow. Say whether the riddem fast
Or whether de riddem slow. I love fi chat pon de
Mic at party dat is all I know. Short term
Long Radius it's the craziest. I can't check
For this when it's spontaneous

[11th MC - Charlie Brown]
Yo! Everybody anybody they want me
But it's the Brown skin curly
Hair mashed up teeth. Choices
Voices funky Fahrenheit breakin'
Breakdown Breaka Break a Mic
Alright.
Olympian Champion timberland
(Stomp) Stomp clamp amp
Here I am here I am
Cali chronic Brooklyn buddah
New York City made this, ahhhhhh!
Spontaneous!

[12th MC - Dinco D]
Emence lipd the dale chip tales
Strip the street beats hop and hip
Healing hands over hot rocks bop chops
Stop hops see I'm coking on pop rocks
With coke as a mouthwash gosh my o watch
Whats ma's meaning spot the dot give a lot
Red rose caligula screening sex spontaneous
Flex bust I trust you be next.

[13th MC - Busta Rhymes]
Yes, Yes
Do you see the unique boutique freaks, many treats
Gimme some sweets on the beats
Veronia, Sam, Wilma, Wack
How do you figure stay
Away, stay away you fuckin'
Gold digger.
Direct from the union
Rub me like a lotion, the
Solution, comin' kind of
Stupid from the station.
The Chameleon, Changing
Crazy styles like on the
Enormous let me focus
Never bogus spontaneous

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