Busta Rhymes, Chance The Rapper - Hello lyrics

I'm gonna find you and make you want me
Hello rap game, nǐ hǎo, how you durrn'?
I done took my time
Now it's time to take my turn
My curses been in verses since
My firstest brain cells burnt
But I done been deferred
To assistants and interns
And I done been on hold for some years
It's getting old
I'm too blessed to fit the mold
They said press six to give your soul
Or not and you can hold
You ain't never gonna explode
Or expand across the globe
But look like I just skipped the cold
Hello all up in your ear
You should hear me loud and clear
We was not allowed in here
And now we smoking loud in here
How we in the game and they
Ain't put a chain on them
Cleaning in that thing and my Sprite
Don't got a stain on it
Lil Xan fuck the Chance up
Donnie Trumpet said bands up
Donnie McClurkin said stand up
I know contracts are like handcuffs
I know combat when it's hand
To hand or with handguns
I know answers, I know man to man
Can't stand us
I know exactly how you wanna brand us
I take campers to the campus fix
The trips and get the bus
Fast like Twista mixed with Bust
When Windy lost boys I had pixie
Dust for a pick me up
Spit shine 'til it's crystal clean like
Listerine from a Dixie cup
Mama Jann band-aid kiss the cut
Now I'm thinking about offices
And mansions with amenities
And runneth over pools and infinities
Award shows and house wives and
Games shows and Hennessy
It's different from the energy I
See being in your vicinity
Mistaken identity, you behaving differently
(Ayo Chance, don't stop now nigga)
You the protest you the marches
You on the forefront you the farthest
You the melanin in the darkness
Wrong number what a shame
You and I look just the same
That's why I got you in my name
Lets push it to the masses give them wavy
Give them Surf one time shout-out to Bust
I know this a long ass verse
But I'm just getting started I'm
Taking this rap shit global
Put my music in the museum
Put my bars in Barnes and Noble
Shape the office like an oval
Make the triangle a circle
Teach the little boys and girls
Tell them I was your referral
I'm Chicago like a gyro
I'm Chicago like some harolds
I will borrow from the Boroughs
Show tomorrow to the world
Place the urban and the rural
Make the wall into a Mural
Lead it where it need to be
They jocking like a Nitti beat
Now they cannot get rid of me, bye
Bye to the industry
Lionel Richie is it me? hello?

(Chance The Rapper sing it to 'em)
Is it me you're looking for? Gonna find you
And make you want me

Bust Rhymes it come with the
Force and lay it across
Hit you like I'm playing lacrosse
And if it was July I'd drop it
On the day of the fourth
The fire make you bust a shot
Pull a string and get lost
Stinging guitars (Hello)
I'm here with the floss a chain with a frost
While the yellow diamonds shine with a gloss
I'm cold (ah)
Shit heavy like we weighing a horse
Violate, one shot will turn
Your brain into sauce just pray I remorse
Nigga you know we whip from the start
You slept on the art
Bugging on how we put out your spark
We separate the heat from corny
Shit and kept it apart step on a dart
Spit will test the rest of your heart
No rest in the dark (hello)
We the best of the sharks
We love and we fart
And leave a mark so put it in park
Whenever we bark
We make you come and get with this nigga
Get next to this nigga, we past professional
You can call me a specialist nigga
We fuck shit up while you call
Me the best at this nigga
The way we put it down you'll
Be calling a censorship nigga
We holding a higher rank and
We holding it back
And I'm grimey niggas home when they shank
Or they clickity clank (hello)
Now just clap from front to
Back and just react (what?)
Like you know you posted till you
Die it is the feeling (what?)
Keep on clapping get to acting
Up now keep on packing (what?) all inside
(is high) now feel the fire in the building
You can never test the way I do it
And the way I be moving and bouncing and
Shaking and shouting and breaking a mountain
And making the noise that
I be making everytime that you be hating
Sorry for keeping you waiting
(Real talk) shit
And I see a lot of y'all couldn't cope while
I hit you with another banger after the fact
If you want me to go a little crazier
Than this then
(bududududu) what's faster than that?
(Hello) And I ain't going no where
It's me, Busta Bust smooth Chance The Rapper
Text move big up

Just know god got his hand on us
I feel so good about me trust this
We good over here
I pray that you're good over there
(Hello) we don't lose but by losing us
That might be a significant loss for you