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the statement (sped up) - busta rhymes lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
why y’all show off
we show up

[verse]
how many times do i gotta remind you n*ggas that i’m one of the greatest?
and i will just rewrite the pages of every history book while they askin’ me, “save us”
from all of this other bullsh*t that they be listenin’ to while you just amaze us
and me and my n*ggas just step inside the building and they just get on their knees and they praise us
they kiss a ring and then they just might just argue and then fuss
you the only god we trust
imperial busta bust, i bе f*ckin’ sh*t up just because, wait
i appreciatе your patience, but all you n*ggas should face it
there’s no one that’s greater than me
thirty years later, f*ck sh*t up like we still in bas*m*nts
we want all you haters to see
p*ss on your face, give you facelifts
now shut up and cater to me
pricelessness, b*tch, i’m the nicest, i make all you haters agree
watch the way i’m runnin’ circles around on these n*ggas
know why they so afraid of me
i’m only here to inspire you and set sh*t on fire
and give you what you came to see, see (hold up)
(hold up) hold up
n*gga, f*ck your conversation, make sure you have my compensation
n*gga, f*ck you contemplating, my hungry n*ggas out here waiting
and know none of them n*ggas patient, they do not like to tolerate sh*t
if the money come up short, better find you a new occupation
if you lucky enough to survive the situation
i don’t do good moderatin’
i stay out at all of that and mind my business
for feelin’ the greatest at my obligations
f*ckin’ up the street and
f*ckin’ up the street and get worse when i be on my concentration
body every individual with minimal complication
get you some sh*t that be swallowin’ up every nation
just cover all accommodations
while we continue to f*ck up the street in everything
i’ll flatline your whole operation
n*ggas worry ’bout they future
i f*ck up everything they use to
walkin’ back and forth and pacin’, i get the streets another booster
the return of mansa musa
i ain’t got no time to waste it
what i do, you can’t replace it
impossible to appraise it
the nicest, my n*gga, prices, my n*gga, we timeless
i hold all the dice, let me shake it
while we f*ck sh*t up again and again
securin’ every win
why you n*ggas talkin’ basic?
shinin’ so much, how we grindin’ so much
we ain’t never complacent
feeding every street forever
me and my n*ggas be workin’ so hard, we gettin’ so much money together
animal skin i be in
most you n*ggas patent leather, we call it whatever
most of the time, it’s a pleasure to give you lyrics like a treasure
so much jewelry from an era
give you more than you could measure
most of you bozo*ass n*ggas that be movin’ around
they call you birds of a feather, whether
or not you think you hot, so you cannot f*ck with me, never
see most you n*ggas out here think that you cool
i’ll give you sh*t from my ancestor
and it don’t matter how much you imagine
try me if you think you better, better (better)

- busta rhymes lyrics

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