Busta Rhymes

Ziggy ziggy ziggy ziggy, ziggy ziggy zi-ggy
Ha ha ha, yo
Y'all, y'all, ya-y'all y'all y'all
Y'ALL y'all ya-y'all ya-Y'ALL y'all y'all
Uh, y'all, y'all y'all-y'all Y'ALL y'all
Y'ALL y'all ya-y'all ya-Y'ALL y'all y'all
[Verse One]
Yo, I walk through brick walls
Fuck around hijack your whole shoppin malls
I be rippin shit, that's my word bond
Scream then I watch the whole planet earth respond
Do just what ya told, the remote control
Crash course ya shit, ya know how we ROLL
When I tumble and drive then you reply
Myyy myyy myyy, my-my-my!
Yo, I execute all plans
Run up in two bitches for me and my mans
Ha, breakin fool, ha, for my fans
In return niggaz give me the HOT SoundScan
Ha, strike matches, golden egg hatches
Request line is open send all your faxes
Freaks the flows with no rehearsin
Rollerskate backwards when the beat reversin
You're so wack you make people start cursin
Flows contradict worser than the King James version
Turn on your mic but yo' shit will stop workin
Beats brutalize ya whole rhyme, yo' head hurtin
Broomsticks and witches from rags to riches
We give mad love while y'all niggaz to BURN bridges
Amateur, why won't you look right at the calender
A matter of time before I start to damage ya
So starvin to just bust my rhyme caliber
Consecutive wounds like a nigga stabbin ya
YO! My whole team get WILD cream!
Politickin every move to the EX-treme!