Czar
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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There ain't no place in the world where Busta Rhymes ain't the baddest motherfucker, you understand?
Do you understand who this man is?
Do you understand how hard he brings it?
Nobody's badder in this motherfucker, nobody!

Look, bitch it's my city, you get smacked silly
Thought it was y'alls, gimmie!
We 'bout to shut shit down, nigga fuck with me
Jail music for riots, gas 'em up 50
Fuck the place up 'til I turn 160
Now I'm here to switch it up, motherfucker lift it up
Get you niggas drunk 'til you lay in your bead and piss it up
Now I'm back with the coke, it'll make you all sniff it up
And skrrt, skrrt in the wraith, watch me Tokyo Drift it up
Take this loss, all day sauce (take chains off, everything off)
Take it all and I'm out ferment a straight cough
Cocaine boss, all day floss
Found niggas, now we on the ground and we live it up
And drown cases of goose 'til we frown and we spit it up
Got us running through it, got a hundred stupid
Now we 'bout to lose it, y'all ain't wanna do it
Watch the way we make shit up, hit the way we fix it up
Anyway shawty get on her knees and now she licks it up
Red carpet swag on a nigga when they flick shit up
Which part of prices on the coke, you see the bricks is up

So far shorties throw they bra
And I need a lighter to light the perfect cigar
Brand new jacket, brand new car
Leader of the new shit, brand new Czar

Light switch off, Cuban link cross
Shine bright on the evening, diamonds criss-cross
If you ain't out here to find it, time to get lost
In case you niggas ain't know

Bitch I get busy
Like a silverback grizzly, roll up some more sticky
Every hood to every block, brought them home with me
So much snort they nickname me the flow Jimmy
Bags full of Franks, every federal known crispy
The great Bust' Rhymes, you with a few dimes
Just spoke your name up, you gon' live a long time
So when we in this bitch most you niggas get no shine
Invalid niggas (fuck 'em!) stop begging for co-signs
Now this be the douches to have them black and make them do
Shit, bending their back up until they fucking breaking too
Better call a medic, you know my whole aesthetic
Energy kinetic, you better clear the exit
Light switch on, fuck shit up 'til everyone in this bitch gone
Lost grenade bomb, spit that venom to break your legs up and both arms
Volcanic eruption, we tell 'em remain calm
Heavy metal like Metallica, now witness the massacre
Somebody should've told them niggas that they shouldn't come after ya'
Feed the planet to cook up, international trafficker
Now pull up with the sprinters 'cause all of my bitches passengers

So far shorties throw they bra
And I need a lighter to light the perfect cigar
Brand new jacket, brand new car
Leader of the new shit, brand new Czar

Light switch off, Cuban link cross
Shine bright on the evening, diamonds criss-cross




If you ain't out here to find it, time to get lost
In case you niggas ain't know

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Busta Rhymes's song Czar are written in a boastful manner, as he declares himself to be the "baddest motherfucker" in the world. He emphasizes his dominance over his city, claiming that nobody is badder than him. The lyrics depict a violent and chaotic scene, with Busta Rhymes encouraging his listeners to "fuck shit up" and "take it all." He also references drug use, including cocaine and "bags full of Franks."


Throughout the song, Busta Rhymes uses a variety of metaphors and rhyming wordplay to create a sense of momentum and energy. He boasts about his ability to "make shit up" and "hit the way we fix it up." He also references his wealth and success, with mentions of brand new jackets, cars, and diamond jewelry.


Overall, the lyrics to Czar present a hyper-masculine and violent persona, emphasizing Busta Rhymes's dominance and power. The aggressive tone and emphasis on material wealth and drug use reflect common themes in hip-hop music.


Line by Line Meaning

There ain't no place in the world where Busta Rhymes ain't the baddest motherfucker, you understand?
Do you understand who this man is? Do you understand how hard he brings it? Nobody's badder in this motherfucker, nobody!


Look, bitch it's my city, you get smacked silly
I run this city, so if you step out of line you're gonna get laid out


Thought it was y'alls, gimmie!
You thought this city belonged to you, but now it's mine


We 'bout to shut shit down, nigga fuck with me
We're gonna tear shit up and anyone who opposes us will regret it


Jail music for riots, gas 'em up 50
Our music is so hard that it could cause a prison riot, and our energy is so high it'll fuel it even more


Fuck the place up 'til I turn 160
We're gonna party hard and do whatever it takes to turn this place upside down


Now I'm here to switch it up, motherfucker lift it up
I'm here to bring a new vibe and elevate this whole scene


Get you niggas drunk 'til you lay in your bead and piss it up
We'll party so hard and drink so much that you'll pass out and piss yourself in bed


Now I'm back with the coke, it'll make you all sniff it up
I'm bringing coke to the party and everyone's gonna be snorting it


And skrrt, skrrt in the wraith, watch me Tokyo Drift it up
We'll speed through the streets in our luxury car and channel our inner Tokyo Drift


Take this loss, all day sauce (take chains off, everything off)
You'll lose everything in this party - your money, your jewelry, even your clothes


Take it all and I'm out ferment a straight cough
I'm taking everything and leaving you with nothing but a cough from all the partying


Cocaine boss, all day floss
I'm the boss of this party, and I'm showing off all day long


Found niggas, now we on the ground and we live it up
I found my crew for this party, and we're gonna have the time of our lives


And drown cases of goose 'til we frown and we spit it up
We'll drink so much Grey Goose that we'll be sick and unhappy by the end of the night


Got us running through it, got a hundred stupid
We're going so hard that we're acting recklessly and without thought


Now we 'bout to lose it, y'all ain't wanna do it
Things are about to get even crazier, and those who couldn't handle it should never have come


Watch the way we make shit up, hit the way we fix it up
We're the masters of improvisation and can fix any party problem


Anyway shawty get on her knees and now she licks it up
We've got women up on their knees and doing whatever we say


Red carpet swag on a nigga when they flick shit up
We're so cool and smooth that even when the paparazzi take our photo, we look amazing


Which part of prices on the coke, you see the bricks is up
Don't ask about the price of our coke. You can tell from the amount of bricks we have that it's expensive


So far shorties throw they bra
The women at this party are so wild and crazy they're throwing their bras


And I need a lighter to light the perfect cigar
I'm enjoying the luxuries of this party, including smoking a perfect cigar


Brand new jacket, brand new car
I've got everything I need for this party - new clothes, new ride


Leader of the new shit, brand new Czar
I'm the leader of this new era of hip-hop, a new king on the block


Light switch off, Cuban link cross
We're turning off the lights and getting ready to party hard with our gold chains


Shine bright on the evening, diamonds criss-cross
Our diamonds are shining so bright they're lighting up the night


If you ain't out here to find it, time to get lost
If you're not ready to party and have a good time, you should leave


In case you niggas ain't know
In case you forgot, we're the kings of this party and this whole scene


Bitch I get busy
I'm a hard worker and I get shit done


Like a silverback grizzly, roll up some more sticky
I'm as powerful and fierce as a grizzly bear, and we're smoking even more weed


Every hood to every block, brought them home with me
I've brought together people from every neighborhood and block to party with me


So much snort they nickname me the flow Jimmy
We're snorting so much coke that I've earned the nickname 'Flow Jimmy'


Bags full of Franks, every federal known crispy
We've got bags full of money, and every bill is crisp and new


The great Bust' Rhymes, you with a few dimes
I'm the great Busta Rhymes, and I'm with some beautiful women


Just spoke your name up, you gon' live a long time
I've mentioned your name, so you're gonna be famous and respected for a long time


So when we in this bitch most you niggas get no shine
When I'm at this party, no one else gets any attention or recognition


Invalid niggas (fuck 'em!) stop begging for co-signs
Those who are unable to succeed in this industry should stop looking for validation from others


Now this be the douches to have them black and make them do
I'm in charge now, and I can get anyone to do whatever I want


Shit, bending their back up until they fucking breaking too
I'm pushing people to their limits until they can't handle it anymore


Better call a medic, you know my whole aesthetic
People are gonna need medical attention after partying with me, that's just how intense it gets


Energy kinetic, you better clear the exit
My energy is contagious and intense, and you should leave if you can't handle it


Light switch on, fuck shit up 'til everyone in this bitch gone
We're turning the lights back on and partying so hard that everyone leaves


Lost grenade bomb, spit that venom to break your legs up and both arms
We're like a lost grenade bomb, unleashing venom on the party and causing chaos


Volcanic eruption, we tell 'em remain calm
Our energy is like a volcanic eruption, but we're telling everyone to stay calm and enjoy the ride


Heavy metal like Metallica, now witness the massacre
Our music is as powerful and intense as Metallica, and we're about to take over this party


Somebody should've told them niggas that they shouldn't come after ya'
They should have known better than to try and compete with us


Feed the planet to cook up, international trafficker
We're so powerful we could feed the whole planet and we're involved in international trafficking


Now pull up with the sprinters 'cause all of my bitches passengers
We're rolling up in our luxury sprinter van with all of our women as passengers




Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Trevor George Smith Jr., Jamal Grinnage, Eric Murray

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This man came back STRONG

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He never left

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@misterwonder7991

I'm really glad to hear Busta Rhymes speak my native language "wolof"; the national language of Sénégal, West Africa in a dope video.

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Proud

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Ashr

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Ashe

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