Busta Rhymes Lyrics
"Rock Cocaine"

Check It, Listen
I said how many hits does it take to get,
a hole in the center of your face with my right hand bitch.
A nigga ever cross the line ima make you see my
steal come out the back of your head.
When I present niggas say
Beabaracas in the place (yeah i said it)
Kick a nigga playin soccer witcha face,
my nigga you playin with fire smashin every Harry,
Tom an Dick the rapper cut the
peace im very interested in conflict nigga.
Copper watch turn it up a notch purchase couple rocks
shine to much when you look away you see movin' color
blotches. Credentials is some legend shit you can check
it I command a certain level of respect
my nigga check my method.
Jump back follow my instructions while we pump crack
reggeanomic track see I officially run that,
spit flow that will spill like a funnel and pack clubs
like traffic in the battery tunnel.
Listen, you fake niggas doin scams I bein pullin spoof
pop niggas like you, make sure your feet is bullet proof.
Coz im aiming for you, don't peace pussy,
don't push me leaving u mushy smelling like ass and
vagina sumbadusi.. I think you arowack your shits
a darowak niggas always into getting there bone marrow
cracked, crome barrow crack that's when you niggas
will start to sing a tune im killing snitches and
fuckin a lot of witched bring a broom.
But I aint really trustin none of these hoes,
especially if they aint cooking and cleaning pressing
my clothes, shit it ill bitch if u buggin like all
this shit is sweet see ima dog I piss
by hydrant and fuck em in the street.
fuck a corp or lay a bitch nigga on the concrete I
got a fake day posimate sending nigga the beat.
So I cant continue to beat you brutal and abusive like
a scavenger you watch me giving tha streets the exclusives now.
A lotta niggas need to stop babbling a migrate street
shit bitch I live the rotten apple mind state I layed
off the henny so I can focus on u niggas treat you
like jews and give it to you kosher for my niggas.
Shit historical like mummy's in an open tomb salute
the general when I be stepping in an open room.
mostly brag and I be poppin shit and im ready and willing
cakin out and poppin on a nigga like a fucken contract killing.
Blackin out is exactly what I be doin every day salute
the general bitch and just check my fuckin resume.
Weed be all up in my lungs when the crop harvest spaz
out on a random nigga like my name artesck.
Watch alotta niggas suffocating never breathin in and
sentence a couple niggas to they death like scott peterson
bitch just know that im a flipmode soldier and I will
damage anything I thought someone woulda told ya!