What's Happenin'

Get back, runnin' your gap, I can't allow it
(Come on)
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi
(Come on)
Yeah, aiyo
(Aiyo, Meth, let me get at these niggaz)
Yeah, let 'em talk, nigga, come on Bust

I'm simply a boy in the hood with furious childs
(What?)
To all my high bidders
Wack niggaz get pimp slapped, give me some powder
(What?)
Grab somebody
Shaolin
Manhattan
Queens bridge down to Long Island

And I ain't yellow kid, flows hot as kettle get
And then get the reverend and get to steppin', nigga!
Haha, that's the truth, my nigga
Nasty M.C., I spit flows and spit in they food
We here to blackout, follow the story now
Click-clack, one in your back, now think about it
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party
(Set it off)
(What?)
Bronx, nigga
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely waking of a sleeping giant
To all my live niggaz
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi
(Come on)

Grab somebody
Let me talk!
God, it's good to see you, God
(Come on)

Bank cash
Slap somebody
(What?)
(This shit'll make you)
Stomp somebody
(What?)
Captain of this ship, so call me the pilot
Okay, we ridin' high
Spaz! Just a little, got a sack lookin' fizzle
I love to see it, whenever you and your man frontin'
(Come on)
Come on!
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for president
Yeah, lord?
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party
Shot you, worst than a brick and then be torturin' you
(Come on)

Fireman coming

(Come on!)
Make you rob somebody
(Come on)
To each and every hood what's happening?
See the police coming
Once I give you the pressure
(What?)
Figure seating sketching, never believe in your niggaz
Now watch me back your shit up, I hope your people pull up
(What?)
Yeah!
I burn like acid rain, that acid slang
Grab somebody
Man, don't tempt me, I'm nothin' like a curious child
(Come on)
Queens bridge down to Long Island
I ain't watch you when your niggaz'll try
Yeah
And just
Huh! And if you ever disrespect the Bust or Meth
(Come on)
(Come on)
While I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve you of all of your
Just feel my heat, and you know I'm gonna
Yeah, you better light your L, smoke your L
(What?)
(Come on)

(Come on)
Make you rob somebody
Now if you ain't fuckin' with that, you must be celibate

Be in hell with Dazel and George just for the hell of it
Little hash in the middle, where it at? In the middle, yup
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my nigga
Let's take the streets for a little ride
Me and Meth'll step to you, quick! And smash somethin'
And M E F gon' work 'til their ain't any left
Slap somebody
Manhattan
(Very defiant)

(What?)
I got that shit that make rappers shit in they shoes
(Just come on)
To each and every hood what's happening?
(What?)
Manhattan
(Come on)
This shit'll make you
Tical, I'm bustin' that ass again
(What?)
(Come on)
(What?)
Find their mentor

(Nigga, listen, listen, let me talk)
Brooklyn
I came to bring the pain, more hard to the brain
Can't you see what I got for you now?
Bronx, nigga
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a long time
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
Make you rob somebody

Everybody do it with your stank ass
(What?)
(Come on)
Now who is he? Dope M.C. killin these cowards
These niggaz try'nna see how I come ash again
Well every nigga
Stomp somebody
That's some shit, actually truthfully, Busta Bust!
Street niggaz ready to riot and start dummin'
Bronx, nigga
Shaolin
Die, stomp on a nigga, just like a herd of a thousand cattle
Brooklyn
(Come on)
Shaolin
Shake your big fat ass in front of me now
(What?)
(Come on)
Mommy if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
You know Busta-Bust had to come see you
Aiyo God
Slap somebody
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party
Know when you bout to lose it, my nigga
Think fast
(What?)
I leave you and your crew to collide with me
(What?)

And then I apply it and then your breathing is stop and totally quiet
(Come on)
(What?)
(What?)
Meth Tical!
Yeah, let me know when you wanna do that again, God
To each and every hood what's happening?
Let me talk, come on, hah
You know we seeing it through God
Stomp somebody
That'll travel over your face and frazzle your shit
Queens bridge down to Long Island
Flipmode, Wu-Tang, nigga, ain't that some shit?
I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a penny less
(What?)
The streets be needing niggaz like me and you, God

(What?)
(Come on)
(Come on)
Just keep the street, but nigga did you
Kiss the sky
Go head and babble you can watch me patiently waiting
Every day, every rotation, come with it!
Aiyo, I think we're up, seen it from here, we got a mile, yo
Aimin', attackin', instead I'ma let one of my bitches slap you
Logical, we should of done this shit a long time ago
Brooklyn
And pick up and pack your shit up, homie, it's time to move
(What?)
(What?)
Good too see you too, God
(What?)