Chorus: busta rhymes *sampled*
Yo iand'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit thatand's gonna make your dome crack back back
Yo iand'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit thatand's gonna make your dome crack back back
Yo iand'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit thatand's gonna make your dome crack back back
Yo iand'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit thatand's gonna make your dome crack watch me...
[madlib]
Yo itand's the slang buster, madlib the beat conductor
I hit you off with that ill structure, cuts ya
Never on the bandwagon at any time
Every day, every place, got my pants sagginand'
For yand'all niggas that be strictly bragginand'
Up at the spot so eager to grab the mic with the breath of dragon
Niggas be walkin around wagginand' there tail tagginand'
Along trying to get their mail lagginand'
Make me wanna disrespect and check
Grab that niggaand's neck and start gagginand'
I drop a pound of discussion and drop a rhyme to leave you with a concusion
And have your whole crew commence to hushinand'
Down with the master race of emcees
Who terrorize, whoever flies up in the face talkinand' lies
I give a shout to the unseen at the lost gates
While youand're makinand' mistakes, we make them hot plates
(chorus)
[madlib]
Soundinand' like, we got the rawest shit ever known to man
Expand my lung with the chronic smoke then proceed with the plan
My anecdote rain movinand' on ya
I got your brain locked down like some jail terrain
You out for fame talkinand' about my name, i aim atcha like a gat ya
Thought you were my rapture, watch your mental fracture
Youand're just an actor, playinand' the rap game, total shame
Nothing really gained when you shell framed is all in vain
I hitcha with that shit that make ya neck snap
While goin through my sp1200 with memory thatand's stacks
The beat conductor keep your speaker shakinand'
I got your ampand'll quakin like a vacation on haiti
Relaxinand', iand'll take you on a mental trip, grip
The ill loop digger signing out on the skit
(chorus)
*scratches to end*
