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Busta Rhymes - The Heist (Ft. Ghostface Killah & Raekwon)
[Raekwon] Straight up nigga, I'm a money nigga man You know what time it is wit me, yo That's right Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down the middle man Take the bones out man for real Yeah all applepie yeah Straight up, Flipmode BK king
[Ghostface Killah] It was the best heist since ice Precise rituals Skated outta Jacob's wit the Fruit Loop jewels Holdin a navy blue uzi Krush Groovin waves off the atlas Coolin, that's how we make movies Basketball gun brawlers, bounce Black down 'bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks That's the way we live, Staten Island kid Old dog in it, the thug vaccine wit no pork in it Vivid imagination paper chasin Dufflebag swollen, we holdin Drink chocolate milk before we roll in It's like that ya'll, we gangstas Stickin all you Bay Ridge Benzes I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district Tiffany's, pretty Valentine brick is on the second floor balcony Gems is magnificent, diamonds is cryin "Busta Rhymes take me, nevermind help!"
[Raekwon] Aiyyo caught em at the ice pavilion Dressy, salad bar style Nestle Four white niggas, covered in vest pieces Think like a mob flick Guessin like Patsy in the mask, piece bust Got aggravated, slapped the glass piece One nigga beamin, faggot ass Lay on the floor ya fuck! Tied his broken arm to his Hush Puppies Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma Three young Italians, suited down personal style I'm in valour white designin on the 'dallions Felt like some crackers was in back of me Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set Ghost backin me Bust a shot, motored Four male in paper work Lord We get together once more before we blow this Murdered nobody Left em all baseball'd down, brotha Three wicked ass 6's, Gucci colors
[Busta Rhymes] MONEY! Drop dead on the floor Nigga, pass the keys to the door Pass me all the cash in the drawer Or I promise you'll be payin the price Feelin like a nigga died twice Execute the world's greatest diamond heist Ya'll niggas know we out to get this MONEY! C'mon MONEY! 7x Raekwon, Ghostface, Rocky Marce C'MON! Let's get this money nigga
[Rocky Marciano] Yeah we ?near the mind? out west Somewhere in Africa The Feds is after us, vest on my back Whippin the Acuras, feel like a mac bustin A rug in Preston on percussion I'll bust in your gate, nigga it's nothin A hail storm, ice rainin, mind containin Info, nigga what you in for? Complainin Sick bars deep in this language Did I tell you how my day's spent? Speakin through the face of Ronald Regan Iceberg History, calligraphy Colidescope colors, hollow-head shells and flarin gunmen Hate to see me comin like gray skies on day of judgment Makes you wonder where the love went Hit a nigga, feed him to some buzzards Put up numbers, plus I'm one to push his mug in We duck in the safe, check what I'm huggin Rocks the size of some shit, out in the congo My arms full, let's get the fuck out, Busta I got you
[Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo we do great study on fossils and stones like archeologists Gem-ologists, collect the most priceless ices anonymous Canary stones yellow like a pumpkin Dunkin Donut precious size stones make me wanna cut the safe open Rae pass the blowtorch, Ghost brought the dynamite stick Marciano brought a chisel wit an ice pick Princess cuts, invisible settings Plannin the world's greatest diamond heist playin a tune by Otis Redding Icicle cones hang from the ceiling just like stalagmites Time to throw on a skully and tying a rag tight Throwin light went off and in the basket Grabbed the necklace from off the satin pillow while the glass casket Ice lay across the crushed burgandy velvet Up in the diamond slide-tray Gun in your face, slide it right away Roundtable with Habib, Mirishnokof, and the rest of them Jewish niggas We got them niggas drunk and talkin foolish see You know the way we straight manipulated the shit We swindle them niggas for all their precious things before we skated and shit Yeah, ya'll niggas know we skated early Disguised ourselves as the cidic Jews and even left my sideburns curly Bounce to Mexico and spend some pesos And bury the diamonds on an island your never heard Like Turks in Keikos Everytime we hit, we in and out quick Don't be surprised if we behind supplyin niggas all the platinum and shit
MONEY! 17x
Yeah, the world's greatest jewel heist Thoroughly and successfully executed By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the Chef Rock Marciano and Busta Rhymes A job well done fellas, very good piece of work
[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample] as I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRAH RRRAH like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon…
[Nicki Minaj] I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin’ See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin’ I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin’ So f-ck I look like gettin’ back to a has-been? Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flatscreen (Haha) Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain’t got medicine I got bars, sentence’n I’m a bad bitch, I’m a cunt And I’ll kick that hoe, punt Forced trauma, blunt You play the back, bitch, I’m in the front You need a job, this ain’t cuttin’ it Nicki Minaj is who you ain’t f-ckin’ with You li’l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock I am a movie, camera block You outta work, I know it’s tough But enough is enough
[Hook] Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
[Busts Rhymes] Nicki, how you gon’ take my hot line and make it a hot song? like I aint s’posed to step on ths shit like King Kong see as a child I was born with an old soul see I would breath heavy, flame would shoot out of my nose hole (haaa, haaa) so much shit, diapers love to play with matches and drink all the fluid outta lighters from when I was a child I knew that most of y’al was was diggin my news and watching biggest bugger loose in the head, like f-ck what the law says might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead boys head beef if you wanted to peak lane murder n-ggas with the fire then bounce through a heat game tie you up like bikes to a rail and with your little cheap chain and uncomfortable hang you from the side of a building till see you been lame? yo why’d you cut it off for? don’t you see what I’m doing to this sh-t supposed to know how I’m directing these flicks and everywhere was you getting on the remix cause this is something I’ve fathered and mastered and plastered till they started calling me sick bastard I’m drastic when it comes to reminding you who’s responsible for the classic and I burn a whole in the street like a was acid everytime I jump on the beat this sh-t get tragic while you getting your ass kicked like a kick and a punch laps like two chops kinda like pong ping but ? freedom until he thinking he Tupac we both ?, rope ‘em and them drag em a few blocks (horrible) uh uh uhh, the muscle of the street move part of me, ugh suffering the beat ugh, take an elbow and scuffle in the heat like a n-gga that was grinding and was hustling for weeks so I rush the rush than I black then I came through when I gave the streets crack controlling the function, throughout despair everybody put your muthaf-cking hands in the air thats how I do ‘em I do the kind of sh-t you can’t imagine you are one of the nicest and I aint bragging I make em all surrender til they see white flags and they recognise I’m the original dungeon dragon rah rah, like a dungeon dragon change your f-cking drawers cause your pants are sagging try to step to this, I will twist you in a turban and have u smelling rank, like some old stale urine
