Busta Rhymes, Labba - Footsteps lyrics
[Busta Rhymes, Labba - Footsteps lyrics]
Let’s go!
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps (Labba)
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit
Ya heard? (Clinton Sparks)
Take a walk in our footsteps (Flipmode)
What you find is that hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit
Ya heard? (Smashtimeradiocom)
Bus’ Rhymes nigga
You know who the fuck it is
And e’rytime I come you niggas
Know the instruction is
To get low get flat, you know the routine
See it’s the God up in the hottest
Since I stepped on the scene
See it’s the squad Flipmode bitch
A powerful team of niggas
That’ll come and manufacture heat and’ll fuck
Up your cream I’m sayin’
Niggas know exactly what I do
Let mе make a movie and shit on niggas at the
Drop of a dimе that’s a tour of duty
E’rytime I mastermind a spit
And I light a stem up
Continuous I’m gassed to climb this bitch
While I hock the phlegm up
Constantly I captivate see y’all niggas
Know my doctrine without the
Slightest compromise shit tighter than
Niggas gon’ lock it
It’s harder for niggas to breathe
I call ya huffy puffies
Regardless I run through ya team
I know it’s gettin’ stuffy
‘cause I apply the pressure to bend
You niggas out of shape
And scrape the street with you faggots and
Beat you like a fuckin’ ape
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit
Ya heard> take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit
Ya heard?
Di-di da-di, di-di da-di dang
The AK47, pressed on your chin
How the fuck you gon’ rap?
How the fuck you gon’ act?
How did it feel to have
A monkey on your back? (That’s hood shit)
Better yet, King Kong
Tell your benchwarmers nigga, "stay warm"
(You ain’t comin’ out)
Put on, since Puff put on the greatest
And y’all niggas hate us
So, hoe fly in a jet plane
Niggas goin’ insane
Jive go release my shit (release that boy)
And what you gon’ find is gangster shit
If you walk in my footsteps
You gon’ find hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps (Labba)
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit
Ya heard? (Clinton Sparks)
Take a walk in our footsteps (Flipmode)
What you find is that hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit
Ya heard? (Smashtimeradiocom)
Bus’ Rhymes nigga
You know who the fuck it is
And e’rytime I come you niggas
Know the instruction is
To get low get flat, you know the routine
See it’s the God up in the hottest
Since I stepped on the scene
See it’s the squad Flipmode bitch
A powerful team of niggas
That’ll come and manufacture heat and’ll fuck
Up your cream I’m sayin’
Niggas know exactly what I do
Let mе make a movie and shit on niggas at the
Drop of a dimе that’s a tour of duty
E’rytime I mastermind a spit
And I light a stem up
Continuous I’m gassed to climb this bitch
While I hock the phlegm up
Constantly I captivate see y’all niggas
Know my doctrine without the
Slightest compromise shit tighter than
Niggas gon’ lock it
It’s harder for niggas to breathe
I call ya huffy puffies
Regardless I run through ya team
I know it’s gettin’ stuffy
‘cause I apply the pressure to bend
You niggas out of shape
And scrape the street with you faggots and
Beat you like a fuckin’ ape
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit
Ya heard> take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood shit
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit
Ya heard?
Di-di da-di, di-di da-di dang
The AK47, pressed on your chin
How the fuck you gon’ rap?
How the fuck you gon’ act?
How did it feel to have
A monkey on your back? (That’s hood shit)
Better yet, King Kong
Tell your benchwarmers nigga, "stay warm"
(You ain’t comin’ out)
Put on, since Puff put on the greatest
And y’all niggas hate us
So, hoe fly in a jet plane
Niggas goin’ insane
Jive go release my shit (release that boy)
And what you gon’ find is gangster shit
If you walk in my footsteps
You gon’ find hood shit