Busta Rhymes - Hot Fudge lyrics

[Busta Rhymes - Hot Fudge lyrics]

Yo, yo, I rearrange your whole chump change
Complicate your vision and make
The world look strange
Try to remain calm but yet
You still feel perspiration
Drip from the top of your lip
Losing concentration
Don't you try to front like
We got some type affiliation
Bought yourself a piece you shit to
Try and avoid the confrontation fear me
It's in your bloodstream feel the circulation
Permanently trife and affecting
Life like immunization oh shit
I've got you feeling nervous on purpose (Ha)
I love bring that shit right at you
Door to door service
Instantaneous, you will still get
Your shit bust only spontaneous
(Ha) , all that shit talk is miscellaneous
You be rolling shady
We gon' establish all the shadyist
Yet all of my black peoples
Be the most craziest
Numerals of funerals every day
When I take a closer look of
All my niggas around my way (Ha)

Yeah, I love to dig from deep
Within making your head spin
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge, do do do da, do do dee
Do do da da, oww, oww, oww
Do do da, do do dee
Do da do da, yaww, yaww, yaww

Ayo, you look like my man
Y'all look similiar
Alibis that niggas trying use
Like we familiar (Ha)
Fuck that! You really need
To check your criteria violating the world
Annihilate your whole area
Been in this too long to allow
Niggas to try to take mine
23 years deep and I still
Exist as Busta Rhymes!
Ayo, I'm in this to win this
Gets down to handle my business
While I be Busta Rhymes you still
Be whoever your name is
In my past life the world felt my mega blast
Now in my present life I'ma
Still bust your fucking ass!
Yo, it's been predicted
Ever since I was a child
Getting addicted to candy bars
I was still wicked
Drop jewels on many fools while
My niggas pack tools
In '89 when we signed this
Leaders of the New School
Four lyrical Schwarzeneggers rolling
Like commanders
Wrecking shit, hit after hit
While we set the standards
Back when came Leaders of the New it
Was like a dream come true
You could scream on the mic and
Do what you gotta do
In the meantime I show improved
And stick my lagoon theory
Scream at the top of my lungs
Until you fuckers hear me!

Yeah, I love to dig from deep
Within making your head spin
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge, do do do da, do do dee
Do do da, oww, oww, oww
Do do do da, do do dee
Do da do da, da, yawww, yawww

Da, do dee da do da, oww, oww, oww
Haa, oww, oww, oww

Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals (Ha) of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday
Numerals of funerals everyday

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