Abandon Ship(feat. Rampage the Last Boy Scout) (Explicit)-Busta Rhymes/Rampage The Last Boy Scout

歌手 : Busta Rhymes / Rampage The Last Boy Scout

专辑 : The Coming (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 06:02

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TXT Abandon Ship(feat. Rampage the Last Boy Scout) (Explicit)-Busta Rhymes/Rampage The Last Boy Scout 文本歌词

Abandon Ship(feat. Rampage the Last Boy Scout) (Explicit) - Busta Rhymes (布斯塔·瑞恩)/Rampage The Last Boy Scout

Uhhhh you don't know what we doin right here

One two three we gon turn it out

And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout

We gonna hit you with the sh*t we got here

We gonna blow your miiiinnnd (blow your miiiinnnd)

Keep it movin like this keep it movin like that

If I die ima only come back

Yo I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong

Don't even waste your tiiiimmme (waste your tiiiimmme)

One two three we gon turn it out

And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout

We gonna hit you with the sh*t we got here

We gonna blow your miiiinnnd (blow your miiiinnnd)

Keep it movin like this keep it movin like that

If I die ima only come back

Yo I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong

Don't even waste your tiiiimmme (waste your tiiiimmme)

You niggaz talk sh*t then abandon ship

Niggaz talk sh*t then they abandon ship

I 8off like the assassin now I'm blastin I'm takin over

Stick you for your blue range rover

I told ya rampage a real live soldier

Been in the game sinc the age of thirteen

A microphone fiend so I'm goin to see my p o

Its august the 1st so I guess I'm a leo

My p o look like vanessa del rio

She pulled my rap sheet just like neo geo

Hahahaaa I always roam through the forest

Just like a brontosaurus born in the month of may

So my sign is taurus kick you in your face

Like my f**kin name was chuck norris make you sing my chorus

Rock to the beat and then turn into a walrus

You remain nameless my victory remains flawless

Acting like you wild but I know you really harmless

While your time is coming I make the fat sh*t regardless

Many niggaz wanna know when the ramp return

Yo I'm gettin phone calls from that ni**a howard stern

He wants to know about my flip mode click

The way we get down and bust niggaz sh*t

Lp after lp we make gs

I run up in your ganks den take you for your keys

I'm not lying or joking you get broken

Dead in flatbush back to roanoake and

People always askin me how your sh*t be sellin

For makin sh*t guaranteed to bust your f**kin melon

Police throwed me up on charges like I was a felon

There was no tellin when I was strikin had you swellin

Cruisin in my lands watch the police how they be gellin

Lock you up for days and got a ni**a a** smellin

Yo f**k that you best believe there ain't no time for dwellin

If you ain't makin noise you need to kill the f**kin yellin

One two three we gon turn it out

And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout

We gonna hit you with the sh*t we got here

We gonna blow your miiiinnnd (blow your miiiinnnd)

Keep it movin like this keep it movin like that

If I die ima only come back

Yo I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong

Don't even waste your tiiiimmme (waste your tiiiimmme)

Yo yo yo I run up in your set like a new york city

I can't slip I beat you down with my vice grip

Your lost that means you way off course

No remorse I'm gettin five in the source

I be saddleback biting motherf**kers like a horse

Turn and toss niggaz all up in my applesauce

Watch me reinforce my sh*t feel good like intercourse

Ever since I was a shorty rockin hugo boss

Aiyyo bust it bust (why) you just made my day

If you didnt put me on Id be locked like o j

Now I'm writin rhymes hittin shorties everyday

In the full runnin drinkin ice tanqueray

I don't eat pork I take a fish fellet

Now I'm knockin out niggaz from to touche

Now I'm goin back around the way

I'm rippin sh*t like my name was marvin gaye

Yo now I'm back with more bionic like my name was colt seavers

Got you niggaz open like a bunch of wide receivers

Time is on the meter go clean your act up in the cleaners

Chickenhead give me some of your chicken fajitas

Yo I beg your pardon I write my rhymes way past the margins

Squeeze the charmin peace to one million men marchin

When you talk sh*t you really don't know what you startin

Now your sh*t is done like a f**kin empty milk carton

Its on for the nine-six mad shows at the ritz

Now we got you open like fixx

Stickin to your stomach like quaker oat grits

Fisherman hat with my brand new kicks

On the low I still rock my girbauds

See the show I got my nickel plated fo-fo

All my rough niggaz open the do

Cause boy scout brings the ruckus and I'm still hardco

Yo when I walk streets you know my blades a little sharper

F**k peter parker I cross you like a magic marker

Everytime I hit I always hit a little harder

Blazing to the point where niggaz look a little darker

Catching suntans from my music fans understand

Making fat sh*t I always love to lend a helping hand

Organized rhyme unit like the poison clan

While your ride is busted I be your luxury sedan

Number one ni**a in the chain of command

Breakin fool in school like my ni**a geechie dan

Aiyyyyyo I see intruders on my scan

Singin at your funeral like bobby bluebland

One two three we gon turn it out

And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout

We gonna hit you with the sh*t we got here

We gonna blow your miiiinnnd (blow your miiiinnnd)

Keep it movin like this keep it movin like that

If I die ima only come back

Yo I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong

Don't even waste your tiiiimmme (waste your tiiiimmme)