Rhymes Galore - Busta Rhymes

Rhymes galore, rhymes galore

Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore

Rhymes galore, rhymes galore

This for the motherfuckers out there on some real hip hop shit

Yo, yo yo, mayday mayday, mayday mayday

Walk barefoot on niggas like Kunta Kinte

(So, what you say?)

What is you doin' when you walkin' this way

I burn you like I’m smokin' a chalice with El Da Sensei

I be designin' fashion like Mark Buchanan

Yes I keep it slammin'

Shit just be bangin'

Just like a loose cannon (blaow!)

You better park, niggas

I spark niggas, like sharp niggas

I stay up rippin' shit apart, niggas

Float over water like Noah’s Ark, niggas

Cover yo' face, and don’t get caught up in the scene when it get dark,

niggas (uhh?)

Excuse me Mrs!

Sure to hit you with the fitness

Give you niggas the sickest

Jumpin' Jehovah Witness

Beamin' in on niggas plottin' and schemin'

And steady dreamin'

On how they gon' do they double-teamin'

Fuck the bullshit!

My nigga it be best you know 'bout it

Before you get secret indicted

Make me slap a nigga lopsided

Hold up, son listen it be so beautiful

When we catch you

Like a nigga sold us too much pharmaceuticals

Come and get it quick!

When Busta Rhymes be up in the place

Those who don’t like it, go get the dick I’ll give you a taste!

Aiyyo you need to just focus on my earth tremblin' rhymes

That got me fillin' in by the million

Fuck-a yo' opinion!

Dominatin' like Kings Dominion

Leanin' on niggas like we on motorcycles pop-a-wheeliein'

Aiyyo, number one roman numeral

Completing the executional shit as usual

I ain’t scared of ya!

Takin' all of yo' paraphernalia

That’s my word on Mrs Mahalia

I hope you know yo' best bet

Is to get the fuck out of my area

Before I rip you from out yo' interior

And I hope you know you got to keep a corny nigga smothered

Grab the gat off the cupboard

You never know when shit is safe so keep yo' face covered!

While I be scorchin' it

A lot of niggas be lookin' for alternates

And still just lose they life that’s so unfortunate

Trailblazin' me, since my mother started raisin' me

Hit you with the powerful shit that sometimes amazes me

I create junkies just like «12 Monkeys»

Spreadin' right throughout yo' block

Catchin suspects who thinkin' they so lucky

Loud and clear for those who cannot properly hear

Frequency so loud, shatter, couple ampere in yo' chandelier

Now when I’m in the place, give me my space

Nothin left for me to do, my niggas blew up the place

What the fuck

I got rhymes galore, rhymes galore

Y’all, I got rhymes galore, rhymes galore

My Flipmode niggas got rhymes galore, rhymes galore

Busta Rhymes got rhymes galore, rhymes galore

Aiyyo yo, we got rhymes galore

Yo we got rhymes galore, rhymes galore

Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore

Me and my Squad got rhymes galore!

Fuck that