featuring Busta Rhymes
[Busta R.] Flipmode, Boot Camp, alliance official
[Buckshot] Shit hit your chest like sess
[Busta R.] Each and every time
(Whattup nigga?) Yeah whattup nigga?
(Y'all niggaz chillin?) The Sun don't chill nigga
[Buckshot] Hate y'all little niggaz
Listen to this right here motherfucker what?
[Buckshot] Knahmsayin, shit be kinda close
Hittin you up with some real shit, feel this nigga
[Buckshot]
Buck spread love like the Pope, but I never spread false hope
I bring the bomb squad close, rock you with a dose
of TNT, niggaz ain't believe in me?
I'm comin back for all them niggaz who be thievin me
I'm incredible, also edible
Rock it in the stage show, see me in the interview
Wanna be worldwide, but you can't fuck with I
You try, you die; don't deny the fact that you got your back
blown by binoculars, the way I'm rockin ya
and drop-toppin ya, dough low go for dolo in Cali
All my Outlawz form a rally and we _Bomb First_ nigga
Pull the trigga, see what happen if you hestitate
and cut yoour blood supply short
The bloodsport, the motherfuckin onslaught
[CHORUS] -> Busta Rhymes
Yo, now in the onslaught, y'all niggaz got caught
Now we can run a full court all in a bloodsport
And while we hold the fort, cut ya like live shorts
Feel the pressure burn a nigga like a Newport!
[Buckshot]
Comin for you
I used to sit back, and let a lot of shit
get to my head, wanted to dead a lot of shit
A lot of fake niggaz, frontin in the game with
a little record deal but still drive the same whip
Damn shame ain't it? The vision that they show you
in they videos'll make you think them nigga
