Tha Alkaholiks, Busta Rhymes - Bully Foot lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah yeah my name is
Bust-Down-Some'n mmm-mm-mm-mm-mmm
And I am alongside, Alkaholiks-In-Some'n
Mmhmm-mm-mm-mm-mmm shit feel good nigga
What the fuck y'all want? Mhm-mmm
Let me feel on some bitches
With this bully foot rap

Now, every-time-Igive-y'all-shit-that
Blow up the spot, fuck what you got
And bless and execute strategical plots
That's to "Extinction Level Event" these
Wack niggas offa this block
Me and Tha Alkaholiks havin a drink
Watchin y'all niggas get sick
Holdin ya stomachs 'til you earl in the sink
The type of dude I never put
In my clicks because you funny
And you be sittin down with your
Legs crossed like a bitch
I be the foul mouth quick to toast y'all
So-called
Niggas who like to boast we let your
Bodies float along the coast y'all
This very given moment
Opponent niggas like you
Ain't allowed up in our circle
Cause we DON'T condone it
We love to microphone it, perhaps
What we gon' do instead is give y'all
Gutter beats and raw SEWAGE raps
And for the last thing that I'mma make clear
That when we present watch your step
When you be COMIN round here

Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that
Blow up the spot (fuck what you got, we got)
Shit for the East and the
South and the West coast we blazin hot
(controllin the block, you better)
Watch yo' head-while-we-bust-somethin
To make ya duck
(said get down nigga what?) You know
We-got-shit-that make-y'all-wild-out
To bounce in the truck
(aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know)

This world's tryin to make me crack
But it still ain't broke me
I fall down and just
Rebound like Charles Oakley
Hoes be like all he wanna do is poke me
Bitch what you think I wanna do
The hokey pokey?
Her boyfriend Smokey said he
Was gonna smoke me
Her daddy crazy loc he tried to
Beat me and choke me and she still want me
Keep blowin up my Noki'
Tryin to provoke me to fall for okey dokey
Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't said shit
I'm just spittin liquid in the
Middle of the pit
Turn it up a bit, burn it up and hit the bomb
I'm iller than Sadaam takin Carrie's
Mom to the prom
Cool and calm, Macken-Ro, Likwid don
Bust rounds with Busta Rhymes
Then I roll up, one
You got ice I got ice
But who nice on these mics?
Scratched: "You motherfucker!"

Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that
Blow up the spot (fuck what you got, we got)
Shit for the East and the
South and the West coast we blazin hot
(controllin the block, you better)
Watch yo' head-while-we-bust-somethin
To make ya duck
(said get down nigga what?) You know
We-got-shit-that make-y'all-wild-out
To bounce in the truck
(aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know)

We out for justice so bust this
It's Busta and the Alkies
Niggas wanna know the secret but they
Just can't get it out me
So they talk that shit about me
But to me that's never not
They pop that shit across the room
While I down another shot
I smoke a hefty bag of doz and black out
And lose composure
Close my eyes and throw a bottle
(I'm fuckin up) this party over
I still got that flare so
Just stare from over there
Cause I'm so accurate with guns I
Put parts in niggas hair
So I declare war - Tha Liks
We fierce competitors
The feds be checkin fo' us writin
Letters to these editors like
"Tha Liks is veterans -
They straight from California
We ain't even give a fuck when they
Sprayed that beer on us" like
RRRRAHHH RAARRRAOW just like a Dungeon Dragon
Taggin Tash up on the wall
While my pants is saggin
Draggin niggas through the mud clear
Blood all through the club
The quickest way to show some love is
Let a nigga hit your bud

Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that
Blow up the spot (fuck what you got, we got)
Shit for the East and the
South and the West coast we blazin hot
(controllin the block, you better)
Watch yo' head-while-we-bust-somethin
To make ya duck
(said get down nigga what?) You know
We-got-shit-that make-y'all-wild-out
To bounce in the truck
(aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know)