Lyrics Match The Name With The Voice.lrc Busta Rhymes
[id: pshjmhyw]
[ar: Busta Rhymes]
[al: Genesis]
[ti: Match The Name With The Voice]
[length: 03:36]
[00:19.44]Greatness, yeah, yeah
[00:20.38]Aiyo, turn the beat up a little bit louder
[00:21.84]Truck Volume
[00:27.78]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:33.54]We bout to play a lil’ game, match the name with the voice
[00:36.54]So when you pick your favorite emcee you makin’ the right choice
[00:39.59]So who are you?
[00:40.19]Baby Sham, I’m known for the crud
[00:42.25]First night pops off with a couple of slugs
[00:45.04]And how you doin’?
[00:46.11]You see what I’m workin’ wit, it’s beyond rap
[00:49.03]Stick to the fact that chapped lips get convexed
[00:51.86]Palm that, look where the arm’s at, nigga need to launch that
[00:55.65]Now tell me what the problem be, is that I’m scorching dem
[00:59.65]To flood these streets, hot not partially, cock back the toast
[01:03.60]Put your heart for free, so what it feels like to hear me crushin’ a beat
[01:07.66]So who are you?
[01:08.30]The illest broad Digga, reppin’ Brick City
[01:08.99]If I’m lying may the Lord come strike my left tittie
[01:13.16]And how you doin’?
[01:14.08]Undisputed metaphor rap queen, always cookin’ up some shit
[01:17.67]Like mom’s a crack fiend, so what’s the word
[01:20.32]Strike a nerve when I’m speakin’
[01:22.02]Any emcee whether black or white, or Puerto Riquen
[01:24.67]I’m the big dog, you just a cat stuck in a tree
[01:27.46]Not one of y’all cocksuckers fuckin’ wit me
[01:30.04]So who are we?
[01:31.66]Got you gaspin’ for air, hot shit muthafuckas
[01:34.51]Throw your hands in the air
[01:36.06]Watch how we do it
[01:36.78]How we rep and yo we solemnly swear
[01:38.76]To put it down until it’s over and our time is up here
[01:41.55]So who are you?
[01:42.13]Rampage, new tenant, pack big still
[01:44.94]Fuck, what ya heard, I’m ready to kill
[01:47.20]And how you doin’?
[01:47.88]Day criminal, street thug material
[01:50.04]Flipmode imperial, top breakin’ officer
[01:53.09]Fuck around we warnin’ ya, 21 gun salute
[01:55.73]6 official conrads, ain’t afraid to shoot
[01:58.98]Niggas see us, we got them shakin’ in they boots
[02:01.71]Flipmode, the streets, bigger than Bayroots
[02:04.06]So who are you?
[02:04.85]Yeah, Spliff Starr, cunt crusher, gun busta
[02:07.46]Hard-to-toucha, one bad muthafucka
[02:10.02]And how you doin’?
[02:10.65]Gangsta bitch, deadly like cancerous
[02:13.23]I bring it where your parents live, show you what your status is
[02:17.22]Steam boil your cabbages, I can’t take y’all nigaz faggotness
[02:19.84]You about to die, show him where his casket is
[02:21.60]You wanted beans, I had your hood under siege
[02:24.00]Guns get squeezed and bullets hit your knees
[02:26.51]So who are you?
[02:27.62]Bus a bus now, somethin’ fo’ sho’
[02:29.63]Keep ’em whilin’ till somebody’s left a leak on the flo’
[02:32.39]And how you doin’?
[02:33.58]We’ve been awaitin’ the God, to make an under novel entry
[02:35.77]Controllin’ everything in the yard
[02:36.95]Rugged like General Custard it seems
[02:40.20]How we crush grapefruit, niggaz, and make a mustard out of your team
[02:42.33]You know we hotter than the 4th of July
[02:44.04]So sit back and watch the fireworks show light up my name the sky
[02:49.36]So who are we?
[02:50.69]Got you gaspin’ for air, hot shit muthafuckas
[02:52.28]Throw your hands in the air
[02:54.60]Watch how we do it
[02:55.69]How we rep and yo we solemnly swear
[02:57.86]To put it down until it’s over and our time is up here
[03:11.74]So who are you?
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