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THE LYRIC OF HOT FUDGE , BUSTA RHYMES'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Hot Fudge, Busta Rhymes's song

YoI rearrange your wholesome change
Complicate your vision and make the world look strange
Try to remain calm but yet you still feel perspiration
Drip from the top of your lip - losing concentration
Don t you try to front like we got some type affiliation
Bought yourself a piece you shit to try and avoid the confrontation
Fear meit s in your bloodstream feel the circulation
Permenantly trife and affecting life like ammunisation
Oh shitI ve got you feeling nervous on purpose (Ha!)
I love bring that shit right at you - door to door service
Instantaneousyou will still get your shit bust (Bust)
Only spontaneousall that shit talk is miscellaneous
You be rolling shady we gonn establish all the shadyist
Yet all of my black peoples be the most craziest
Numerals of funerals every day
When I take a closer look of all my niggas around my way (Ha!)
HayeahI love to dig from deep within
Making your head spin

Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge...

Da Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Ohh Ohh Ohh
Do Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Oww Oww Oww

Aeiyoyou look like my many all look similiar
Alibis that niggas trying use like we familiar
Fuck that! You really need to check your criteria
Violating the worldannihilate your whole area
Been in this too long to allow niggas to try to take mine
23 years deep and I still exist as BUSTA RHYMES!
AeiyoI m in this to win thisgets down to handle my buisiness
While I be Busta Rhymes you still be whoever your name is
In my past life the world felt my mega blast
Now in my present life I ma still bust your fucking ass
Yoit s been predictedever since I was a child
Getting addicted to candy bars I was still wicked
Drop jewels on many fools while my niggas pack tools
In 89 when we signed this Leaders Of The New School
Fourlyrical Schwarzeneggers rolling like commanders
Wrecking shithit after hitwhile we set the standards
Back then came leaders of the New it was like a dream come true
You could scream on the mic and do what you gotta do
In the meantime I show improved and stick my lagoon theory
Scream at the top of my lungs until you fuckers hear me
YoI love to dig from deep within
Making your head spin

Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
Hot Fudge coming

Da Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Ohh Ohh Ohh
Do Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Oww Oww Oww
Da Da Do Dee Da Do Da Ohh Ohh Ohh
Do Da Do Dee Da Do Da Oww Oww Oww

Numerals of funerals everyday repeat 12X

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