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Pharoahe Monch - The Next Shit lyrics
[Busta Rhymes] Yea yea yea yea yea yea We bout to introduce the next millennium rap now Pharoahe Monch (yea yea yea), Busta Rhymes (uh huh uh huh) That'll bang your head shit (right right yea yea yea) What you talkin' about yea [Chorus: Pharoahe Monch Busta Rhymes] [Pharoahe Monch] The next millennium rap now everybody listen Condition yourself to be knocked out of commission Watch out! Cause this is a new world transmission Permission to shine now our time to glisten [Pharoahe Monch and Busta Rhymes] The next shit (x16) [Pharoahe Monch] Yo yo yo, I scatter data that'll hammer niggas' catamaran then, Around yaks cop figures like not stranded The last batter to hit, blast shattered your hit Smash any splitter or fastball, that'll be it Didn't figure the ridiculous flow will hit vigorously Triggerin' a rigorous amount of energy That'll be definitely needed defeat a foe who retreated Back, see no need to repeated it Permission to shine, stop this and rewind that Back, listen and find Pharoahe Monch, the rhymes phat You run up on him without a gun I run up on 'em Excel 'em, sell 'em verbally never seen me comin' [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Yo Busta Rhymes, the imperial lyrical you heard Kill like the one syllable word The criminal of the lyrical killin' you pitiful Niggas, leavin' you in a critical, destroyin' ya mineral Back when I was scramblin' in front of the deli Live on a celly, which was in a street rippin' on shiny for really Now every milli-second I try to reckon with niggas for jackin' Like they really thuggin' I ain't even checkin' How niggas could try to act like they really them |
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