Busta Rhymes Wild Hot Lyrics

Q-Tip:I got the Busta bust
Yo, we make the s___ wild hot
Busta:We got Kamaal
Complete, we make the s___ wild hot
Q-Tip:I got the Busta bust
Yo, we make the s___ wild hot
Both:All y'all rude boys lick a shot (gun shot)

Q-Tip:I be the all-I-seein'
The MCin'
Human bein'
Soon to be in your museum
When I'm in your colisseum
I'm MCin'
Punishin' wack n____s for disagreein'
Did you see him?
No, 'cause he move like the wind, in flight
Counter-attack like a Jedi Knight
If you're goin' to think about combatin'
General Latin
Of this MC s___ you did, killa
You just a private in the lower class
I be the upper at your lawn
Don Juan, when the mic's on
Chief Abstract, Ace Quasimoto
f___in' with me, you'll be finished like photo
I'm sure to bust your s___ like bolo
Black Nation needs a team, f___ solo
I can see ya in your eyes the webness
When your a__ starts to cry it's redness
You can witness the style that I kick from the linguistics
But please come, so save it
Dealin' with the try, but you never can
My n____ Busta Rhymes about to get his man
Ay yo, we do it like this and then we do it like that
It's the Abstract with the new format
We do it like this and then we do it like that
It's the Busta bust with the new format

Busta:FIGARO, Figaro, Figaro
Bust yo s___, scar yo windpipes and make me break yo elbow
Put my foot in your a__ slow
Feel the force like a race horse or like a heard of buffalo
Teel me why you be actin' soft
Freak the Spanish flow
Like Julio ?Lepingpacndahoe?
Freeze like chilly w____ the Eskimo
Vigilante like Steven Segal
Now bust the desperado
You f___in' with the all time pros
While the zoom lens ammorate n____s from transistor radios
Mission Impossible without expose
Once I diagnose those who be creepin' blow 'em off they tippy toes
Sorry, fake n____ that's how it goes
Sport the suede-front bullet proof vests in case
you complicate my dough
Handle situations p___to
While appearances got you all hearin' this when I be doin' cameos
s___ be Wild Hot like Tabasco
f___ the fool-a__ n____ trespass and caught him in my last zone
Stick a n____ bad like the last hole
Runnin' up on m____fuckas late night jumpin' out the astro
No, No,No,No,No
If you violate I start to dictate just like Fidel Castro
Make you dreadlock yo' afro
And when I'm done I ride of with theme music by my man D'Angelo
We make the s___ Wild Hot

Chorus (x3)

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