Busta Rhymes - Abandon Ship Lyrics

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Uhh! You don't know what we doing right here

One two three we gon' turn it out

And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout

We gonna hit you with the shit we got here

We gonna blow your mind

(Blow your mind)

Keep it movin' like this keep it movin' like that

If I die I'ma only come back

Yo I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong

Don't even waste your time

(Waste your time)

One two three we gon' turn it out

And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout

We gonna hit you with the shit we got here

We gonna blow your mind

(Blow your mind)

Keep it movin' like this keep it movin' like that

If I die I'ma only come back

Yo I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong

Don't even waste your time

(Waste your time)

You niggaz talk shit then abandon ship

Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship

Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship

Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship

I 8 Off like the assassin now I'm blastin' I'm takin' over

Stick you for your blue range rover

I told ya rampage a real live soldier

Been in the game sinc the age of thirteen

A microphone fiend so I'm goin' to see my P.O.

It's August the 1st so I guess I'm a Leo

My P.O. look like Vanessa Del Rio

She pulled my rap sheet just like Net Geo

I always roam through the forest

Just like a brontosaurus born in the month of May

So my sign is Taurus kick you in your face

Like my fuckin' name was Chuck Norris make you sing my chorus

Rock to the beat and then turn into a walrus

You remain nameless my victory remains flawless

Acting like you wild but I know you really harmless

While your time is coming I make the fat shit regardless

Many niggaz wanna know when the ramp return

Yo I'm gettin' phone calls from that nigga Howard Stern

He wants to know about my flip mode click

The way we get down and bust niggaz shit

LP after LP we make G's

I run up in your ganks den take you for your keys

I'm not lying or joking you get broken

Dead in Flat bush back to Roanoke and

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People always askin' me how your shit be sellin'

For makin' shit guaranteed to bust your fuckin' melon

Police throwed me up on charges like I was a felon

There was no tellin' when I was strikin' had you swellin'

Cruisin' in my lands watch the police how they be gellin'

Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smellin'

Yo fuck that! You best believe there ain't no time for dwellin'

If you ain't makin' noise you need to kill the fuckin' yellin'

One two three we gon' turn it out

And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout

We gonna hit you with the shit we got here

We gonna blow your mind

(Blow your mind)

Keep it movin' like this keep it movin' like that

If I die I'ma only come back

Yo I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong

Don't even waste your time

(Waste your time)

You niggaz talk shit then abandon ship

Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship

Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship

Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship

Yo yo yo I run up in your set like a New York City

I can't slip I beat you down with my vice grip

Your lost that means you way off course

No remorse I'm gettin' five in the source

I be saddle back biting motherfuckers like a horse

Turn and toss niggaz all up in my applesauce

Watch me reinforce my shit feel good like intercourse

Ever since I was a shorty rockin' Hugo Boss

Aiyyo bust it Bust you just made my day

(Why)

If you didn't put me on I'd be locked like O.J.

Now I'm writin' rhymes hittin' shorties everyday

In the full runnin' drinkin' ice tanqueray

I don't eat pork I take a fish fellet

Now I'm knockin' out niggaz from to to touche!

Now I'm goin' back around the way

I'm rippin' shit like my name was Marvin Gaye

Yo now I'm back with more Bionic like my name was Colt Seavers

Got you niggaz open like a bunch of wide receivers

Time is on the meter go clean your act up in the cleaners

Chicken head give me some of your chicken fajitas

Yo I beg your pardon I write my rhymes way past the margins

Squeeze the Charmin peace to one million men marchin'

When you talk shit you really don't know what you startin'

Now your shit is done like a fuckin' empty milk carton

It's on for the nine-six mad shows at the Ritz

Now we got you open like Fixx

Stickin' to your stomach like Quaker Oat Grits

Fisherman hat with my brand new kicks

On the low I still rock my Girbauds

See the show I got my nickel plated fo' fo'

All my rough niggaz open the do'

'Cause boy scout brings the ruckus and I'm still hardco'

Yo when I walk streets you know my blade's a little sharper

Fuck Peter Parker I cross you like a magic marker

Every time I hit I always hit a little harder

Blazing to the point where niggaz look a little darker

Catching suntans from my music fans understand

Making fat shit I always love to lend a helping hand

Organized rhyme unit like the Poison Clan

While your ride is busted I be your luxury Sedan

Number one nigga in the chain of command

Breakin' fool in school like my nigga Geechie Dan

Aiyo I see intruders on my scan

Singing at your funeral like Bobby Blue bland

One two three we gon' turn it out

And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout

We gonna hit you with the shit we got here

We gonna blow your mind

(Blow your mind)

Keep it movin' like this keep it movin' like that

If I die I'ma only come back

Yo I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong

Don't even waste your time

(Waste your time)

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