Ready For War Lyrics

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Ready For War Lyrics

Artist Busta Rhymes

[Busta Rhymes] Tri-lateral commission Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo', Bust-Down

(AiYAHHHHHHHHH!) Chorus: Busta Rhymes + M.O.P. Everytime I take a look, the only

thing I see is MY LIVE NIGGAZ IN THE SPOT Tell me what y'all want GIVE ME

EVERYTHING YOU GOT Y'all niggaz ready to do it LET'S BLOW THE MOTHERFUCKIN SPOT

All my niggaz ATTENTION.. (LOUD AND CLEAR) WHERE MY NIGGAZ READY FOR WAR? (WE

RIGHT HERE!) GET EM (WHEN WE SPOT EM) HIT EM (KID WE GOT EM) WHERE MY NIGGAZ

READY FOR WAR? (WE RIGHT HERE!) [Billy Danze] I got reason to believe, some of

you niggaz feel the man isn't live and direct (GET AT EM BILL!) LONG, breathe

easy pop, this is Hip-Hop in the HARM WAY, we do it the war way, all day I never

procrastinate (you shouldn't) I am from where the war games fascinate (you

couldn't) You wouldn't believe what they've been tellin me The perfect match is

jail and me cause I was born with a felony (uh uh uh) Fuck that! How this shit

look when a nigga stretched out, with his chest out and a mess out in Brooklyn,

HI-YAHHHHHH [Busta Rhymes] Y'all motherfuckers is back?! Y'all motherfuckers

don't know how to act Y'all motherfuckers attack!! [Billy Danze] And those

motherfuckers are wack, I travelled a rocky road Swift to the Flipmode, quick

grip for the unload Father forgive me for my sins but I ama raise hell to the

bitter end - I am a soldier! Chorus [Lil' Fame] Fuck the bullshit! I kick a bone

out yo' ass Hardrock nigga?! I kick a stone out yo' ass! Warning, to all those,

caps get peeled quicker than e-mail to your ass sayin, "Kill kill kill!" Curb

chasin, straight lacin, with a Mac-10 blazin Split yo' ass up like a Temptation

You cats is animated cartoons (WHO YOU?) The return of Goodfellas Part Two BITCH

throw your fuckin guns up, put your fuckin hands down HOT FLAMES UP, [buck you

with], (BUSTA BUST DOWN) We sneak the guns right in, y'all keep tryin and I ama

check all pussies like a G-Y-N Open up your can of "Whoop Ass"; I'll open up a

fresh can of "I'll Fuck Yo' Ass Up Quick Fast" Flipmode, M.O.P. Fizzy Wo-mack,

Wo-mack Y'all know who the fuck I am! Chorus [Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo yo-yuh-yo, and

now I hear no one (you) would let less than a motherfucker fear no one None of

y'all niggaz don't really wanna fuck with the dread The street brawler stomp

your face into the back of yo' head C'mon now, I am quick to roast fry boil and

even toast a guy Multiply the ghosts like the world's greatest coke supply Shit

changed, you sellin WEED over the damn computer Introduce the millenium STOMP

nigga for the future I be that prime honorary nigga that'll voluntarily blast

the last, Tom & Jerry ass nigga And write raps to the sound of these gats

Perhaps my raps will paralyze a bitch-ass and make him collapse Yo, see they be

quick to bust they fashion of a calico My niggaz Berkowitz and that other

motherfucker Fizzy Wo' Mashin through the city yo, and the foot it don't lie

Ready to blow this bitch up at the drop of a dime Chorus [ad libs for about 8

seconds before fade]

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