Abandon Ship
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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[Busta Rhymes]
You don't know what we doing right here!

[Chorus 1: x2]
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 moving like this, keep it moving 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)

[Chorus 2]
You niggas talk shit then abandon ship
Niggas talk shit then they abandon ship
Niggas talk shit, then they abandon ship
Niggas talk shit then they abandon ship

[Rampage the Last Boy Scout & Busta Rhymes]
I 8Off 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, Neo Geo

Hahahaaa! 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 niggas want to know when the Ramp return
Yo I'm getting phone calls from that nigga Howard Stern
He wants to know about my Flip Mode click
The way we get down and BUST niggas 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 Flatbush, back to Roanoake and

People always asking me, how your shit be selling
For making shit guaranteed to bust your fucking melon
Police throwed me up on charges like I was a felon
There was no telling, when I was striking had you swelling
Cruising in my Lands, watch the police how they be gelling
Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smelling
Yo fuck that! You best believe there ain't no time for dwelling
If you ain't makin noise you need to kill the fucking yelling

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

[Rampage & Busta]
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, niggas all up in my applesauce
Watch me reinforce, my shit feel good like intercourse
Ever since I was a shorty rockin Hugo Boss

Hey yo bust it Bust (why) you just made my day
If you didn't put me on I'd be locked like O.J.
Now I'm writing rhymes hitting shorties everyday
In the full running drinking ice Tanqueray
I don't eat pork I take a fish fillet
Now I'm knocking out niggas from, to, touche!
Now I'm going back around the way
I'm ripping shit, like my name was Marvin Gaye

Yo, now I'm back with more Bionic like my name was Colt Seavers
Got you niggas 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
Sticking 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 niggas 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 niggas 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
Breaking fool in school like my nigga Geechie Dan
Hey yo, I see intruders on my scan
Singing at your funeral like Bobby Bluebland





[Chorus 1]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Busta Rhymes's "Abandon Ship" are an ode to his skill as an MC and a warning to those who try to step to him. The song boasts hard-hitting verses from Busta and Rampage the Last Boy Scout, who each take turns spitting rhymes about their prowess on the mic and in the streets. They speak on their experiences with the law, their success in the music industry, and their ability to take down any opponents who come their way.


Busta starts things off with a warning to his listeners that they don't know what they're getting into by listening to him. He follows it up with a chorus that declares that they're going to "blow your mind" with their music and make you "rock to the beat and then scream and shout." Busta promises that they'll keep the energy moving with their music and that they won't waste their time on anyone who tries to step to them wrong.


Rampage then jumps in with a verse that showcases his ruthless side. He raps about his ability to take over any situation, whether it's in the streets or on the mic. He boasts about his experience in the music industry and his unrelenting skill as an MC. Rampage warns his opponents that they'll get "busted" if they try to talk shit about him or his crew, and that they'll "abandon ship" once they realize they can't keep up. The rest of the song features Busta and Rampage trading verses and flexing their skills as MCs, rapping about everything from their fashion sense to their nunchuck skills.


Overall, "Abandon Ship" is a confident and energetic track that shows off Busta and Rampage's skills as MCs. The song is a testament to their ability to take down anyone who tries to step to them, and it's a warning to anyone who thinks they can talk shit about their crew.


Line by Line Meaning

You don't know what we doing right here!
You don't understand the greatness of our actions and purpose!


One two three we gon' turn it out
We will bring an explosive and electrifying performance


And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout
We will make you dance and get excited by the rhythm


We gonna hit you with the shit we got here
We will blow your mind with our incredible talent


We gonna blow your mind (blow your mind)
We will amaze and impress you completely


Keep it moving like this, keep it moving like that
We will maintain our momentum and energy


If I die, I'ma only come back
Even in death, I will continue to live on and make a comeback


Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong
If you believe you can challenge me and disrespect me


Don't even waste your time(waste your time)
It's not worth your efforts and time


You niggas talk shit then abandon ship
If you speak negatively and criticize, you quickly retreat and abandon your position


Niggas talk shit then they abandon ship
People who talk negatively quickly give up and flee


Niggas talk shit, then they abandon ship
Individuals who engage in negativity quickly abandon their stance


Niggas talk shit then they abandon ship
Those who spew negativity quickly flee to escape the consequences


I 8Off like the Assassin, now I'm blastin I'm takin over
I come in with full force like an unstoppable force, asserting my dominance


Stick you for your blue Range Rover
I will take your valuable possessions, like your blue Range Rover


I told ya, Rampage a real live soldier
I warned you, Rampage is a true soldier in the rap game


Been in the game, sinc the age of thirteen
I have been involved in the rap industry since I was just thirteen years old


A microphone fiend, so I'm goin to see my P.O.
I am obsessed with music and rap, so I am going to visit my parole officer


It's August the 1st, so I guess I'm a Leo
It's the first day of August, which means I belong to the astrological sign of Leo


My P.O., look like Vanessa Del Rio
My parole officer resembles the adult film actress Vanessa Del Rio


She pulled my rap sheet, just like, Neo Geo
She reviewed my criminal record, like examining a Neo Geo gaming console


Hahahaaa! I always roam through the forest
Hahaha! I constantly move around and explore like a wanderer in a forest


Just like a brontosaurus, born in the month of May
Similar to a brontosaurus, I was born in May


So my sign is Taurus, kick you in your face
I have the zodiac sign Taurus, and I will kick you in the face


Like my fuckin name was Chuck Norris, make you sing my chorus
I will hit you so hard that you will sing my song's chorus


Rock to the beat and then, turn into a walrus
Dance and groove to the rhythm, transforming into a walrus


You remain nameless, my victory remains flawless
You are unknown and insignificant, while my triumphs are flawless


Acting like you wild, but I know you really harmless
You pretend to be dangerous, but I see through your facade and know you are harmless


While your time is coming, I make the fat shit regardless
While your downfall approaches, I continue to create amazing music, unaffected


Many niggas want to know when the Ramp return
Numerous people are curious about when Rampage will make a comeback


Yo I'm getting phone calls from that nigga Howard Stern
I receive phone calls from famous radio host Howard Stern


He wants to know about my Flip Mode click
He is interested in learning more about my rap group, Flip Mode


The way we get down and BUST niggas shit!
How we take down and defeat our opponents in a remarkable way


LP after LP, we make G's
We release album after album, making a lot of money


I run up in your ganks den take you for your keys
I invade your territory and steal your valuable possessions


I'm not lying or joking, you get broken
I'm not being deceitful, if you challenge me, you will be defeated


Dead in Flatbush, back to Roanoake and
I can cause harm and defeat enemies in various locations, like Flatbush and Roanoake


People always asking me, how your shit be selling
Many people inquire about the success of my music sales


For making shit guaranteed to bust your fucking melon
Because I create music that is sure to blow your mind


Police throwed me up on charges like I was a felon
The police unfairly accused me, treating me as if I were a serious criminal


There was no telling, when I was striking had you swelling
No one could predict the impact I would have, causing you to feel immense emotion


Cruising in my Lands, watch the police how they be gelling
Driving smoothly in my expensive car, observing how the police are trying to intimidate me


Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smelling
They incarcerate you for days, making your experience unpleasant


Yo fuck that! You best believe there ain't no time for dwelling
To hell with that! You better understand that there is no time to waste on negative thoughts


If you ain't makin noise you need to kill the fucking yelling
If you're not accomplishing anything, you should stop making useless noise


Yo, yo, yo I run up in your set like a New York city
I aggressively enter your territory, just like I own New York City


I can't slip, I beat you down with my vice grip
I can't be taken down easily, I overpower you with my strength


Your lost, that means you way off course
You're completely lost, indicating that you have gone astray


No remorse, I'm gettin five in The Source
I have no regret, I am receiving high ratings in the prestigious magazine The Source


I be saddle back biting motherfuckers like a horse
I aggressively imitate and copy others, just like a horse biting


Turn and toss, niggas all up in my applesauce
I disregard and discard those who try to interfere with my activities


Watch me reinforce, my shit feel good like intercourse
Observe me strengthening and enhancing my skills, making my music enjoyable


Ever since I was a shorty rockin Hugo Boss
Since I was young, I have been wearing fashionable clothing, like Hugo Boss


Hey yo bust it Bust (why) you just made my day
Hey, listen closely (why), you just made me extremely happy


If you didn't put me on I'd be locked like O.J.
If you didn't give me a chance, I would be trapped and limited in my success, like O.J. Simpson


Now I'm writing rhymes hitting shorties everyday
Now I am writing impressive lyrics and attracting women every day


In the full running drinking ice Tanqueray
I am living life to the fullest, enjoying the pleasure of drinking Tanqueray on the rocks


I don't eat pork I take a fish fillet
I don't consume pork, I prefer a healthy alternative like a fish fillet


Now I'm knocking out niggas from, to, touche!
Now I am defeating and overpowering opponents easily, without much effort


Now I'm going back around the way
Now I am returning to where I started


I'm ripping shit, like my name was Marvin Gaye
I am tearing things apart, just like the legendary Marvin Gaye


Yo, now I'm back with more Bionic like my name was Colt Seavers
Now I have returned, even stronger and more powerful, like the fictional character Colt Seavers


Got you niggas open like a bunch of wide receivers
I have captivated and excited you, like a group of wide receivers in football


Time is on the meter, go clean your act up in the cleaners
Time is running out, you better fix and improve your behavior


Chicken head, give me some of your chicken fajitas
Referring to a woman with a questionable reputation, asking her to share her food


Yo I beg your pardon, I write my rhymes way past the margins
Pardon me, my lyrics extend beyond the usual boundaries


Squeeze the Charmin, peace to one million men marchin
I excel in my lyrical abilities, and I send a message of peace to the Million Man March


When you talk shit you really don't know what you startin
When you speak negatively, you have no idea what consequences you trigger


Now your shit is done like a fuckin empty milk carton
Now you are finished and irrelevant, like an empty milk carton


It's on for the nine-six, mad shows at the Ritz
We are ready for the year 1996, with numerous exciting performances at the famous Ritz


Now we got you open like Fixx
Now we have captivated and excited you, like the drug Fixx


Sticking to your stomach like Quaker Oat Grits
Causing you to feel uneasy and bothered, like Quaker Oat Grits sitting in your stomach


Fisherman hat with my brand new kicks
Wearing a hat commonly worn by fishermen, adorned with my new shoes


On the low, I still rock my Girbauds
Secretly, I still wear my fashionable Girbaud jeans


See the show, I got my nickel plated fo'-fo'
Watch my performance, I have my deadly .44 caliber gun


All my rough niggas open the do'
All my tough comrades, open the door


Cause Boy Scout brings the ruckus and I'm still hardco'
Boy Scout is causing chaos and I'm still hardcore


Yo, when I walk streets you know my blade's a little sharper
When I walk the streets, you can feel the intensity and sharpness of my talent


Fuck Peter Parker, I cross you like a magic marker
Forget about the fictional character Peter Parker, I surpass and outshine you like a magical marker


Every time I hit I always hit a little harder
Whenever I make an impact, it is always more powerful and significant


Blazing to the point where niggas look a little darker
My impact is so strong that it changes and affects people's appearances


Catching suntans from my music, fans understand
My music gives people a warm and intense feeling, making them become devoted fans


Making fat shit, I always love to lend a helping hand
I create impressive music, and I enjoy supporting others


Organized rhyme unit like the Poison Clan
My rap group is highly structured and skilled, just like the Poison Clan


While your ride is busted, I be your luxury Sedan
While your transportation is unreliable, I am your high-end luxury car


Number one nigga in the chain of command
I am the top and most influential person in the hierarchy


Breaking fool in school like my nigga Geechie Dan
I used to misbehave and cause trouble in school, just like my friend Geechie Dan


Hey yo, I see intruders on my scan
Hey, I notice people trying to invade and interfere with what I'm doing


Singing at your funeral like Bobby Bluebland
I will perform at your funeral, just like the legendary singer Bobby Bluebland




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BUSTA RHYMES, ROGER MCNAIR

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