Busta Rhymes - Coming Off lyrics
[Busta Rhymes - Coming Off lyrics]
Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A, HEY!
Salute in sight
Site, or get caught in the crossfire
Crush and trip the circuit's
My niggas is haywire
For sure corny nigga your
Time will soon expire
Retire cause your name ain't no
Longer on the flyer
You abuse your every blessing
Go say another pray-er
Still on the first floor
I take you a level higher
Your Miss O'Hara a la sweater
Smear off your mascara
Can't take the heat, switch to eyeline
Yo call Sara rhymes penetrate the flesh and
Effect the bone marrow
Your dry spell flows sound like
They stranded in de Sahara smoke bombs
Salute all my niggas who smoke charms
Let's take it to the garden or fields
And smoke out the fat farms
OD'ing on the beat like the
Needles up in my arm
Then I whip your ass if you do
Not listen just like your moms
When I count to five
By the time I open my palm i'ma fuck you up
Like the United States got by Vietnam i go
Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A, HEY!
Rhyme flows cause damage on
Niggas that's unforgiven
Faggot must be getting dick in the ass yo
How ya livin?
You must been driven two up your
Ass when you was in prison
Up in the streets frontin like you hardcore
That's done forbidden
Everytime I bomb this be
Predictions from Nostradamus
Busta Rhymes to fan bombs on your
Head and that's a promise
The one thing that seems to
Be funny yet never stated
Is that I been creatin shit
Niggas think they originatin
My displays make you feel like
You need some x rays
My music make y'all celebrate
Like important holidays
We got to break fool tactics
And carry on with tradition
Whippin in the Tahoe
And we wild in the Exhibition
Wild bend your mindstate
Smash your transmission with no permission
You crossed the line and catch a whippin
Before I wash y'all niggas
Down like liquid detergent
Watch the flame before I overcook shit
And start the burnin
So, watch me turn it on y'all
Niggas that try to learn it
Gotta work to earn it
Can't come in without a permit
So hot, the wicked shit soundin so official
Little whistles sign with the blast
Of my SCUD missile
Pass the peas international paper stackin G's
Overseas please you drivin nothin
Pass the keys
Get subdued, watch me shoot dope
Y'all know my attribute
HUH, make y'all niggas jump
With no parachute, like
Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A, HEY!
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A, HEY!
Salute in sight
Site, or get caught in the crossfire
Crush and trip the circuit's
My niggas is haywire
For sure corny nigga your
Time will soon expire
Retire cause your name ain't no
Longer on the flyer
You abuse your every blessing
Go say another pray-er
Still on the first floor
I take you a level higher
Your Miss O'Hara a la sweater
Smear off your mascara
Can't take the heat, switch to eyeline
Yo call Sara rhymes penetrate the flesh and
Effect the bone marrow
Your dry spell flows sound like
They stranded in de Sahara smoke bombs
Salute all my niggas who smoke charms
Let's take it to the garden or fields
And smoke out the fat farms
OD'ing on the beat like the
Needles up in my arm
Then I whip your ass if you do
Not listen just like your moms
When I count to five
By the time I open my palm i'ma fuck you up
Like the United States got by Vietnam i go
Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A, HEY!
Rhyme flows cause damage on
Niggas that's unforgiven
Faggot must be getting dick in the ass yo
How ya livin?
You must been driven two up your
Ass when you was in prison
Up in the streets frontin like you hardcore
That's done forbidden
Everytime I bomb this be
Predictions from Nostradamus
Busta Rhymes to fan bombs on your
Head and that's a promise
The one thing that seems to
Be funny yet never stated
Is that I been creatin shit
Niggas think they originatin
My displays make you feel like
You need some x rays
My music make y'all celebrate
Like important holidays
We got to break fool tactics
And carry on with tradition
Whippin in the Tahoe
And we wild in the Exhibition
Wild bend your mindstate
Smash your transmission with no permission
You crossed the line and catch a whippin
Before I wash y'all niggas
Down like liquid detergent
Watch the flame before I overcook shit
And start the burnin
So, watch me turn it on y'all
Niggas that try to learn it
Gotta work to earn it
Can't come in without a permit
So hot, the wicked shit soundin so official
Little whistles sign with the blast
Of my SCUD missile
Pass the peas international paper stackin G's
Overseas please you drivin nothin
Pass the keys
Get subdued, watch me shoot dope
Y'all know my attribute
HUH, make y'all niggas jump
With no parachute, like
Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me the B-U-S T-A
HEY! Yo when I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
The B-U-S T-A, HEY!