Born to parents Geraldine Green (1947) and Trevor George Smith Sr, and he has a younger brother, Paul Smith. His parents divorced when he 10 years old. Bustaβs time during the year of 1983 was that of change, his parents got divorced and his way of thinking was altered, during that year he also changed his religious beliefs and re-named himself βBorn Justice God Allahβ because of the supreme sorts of names that he now believed in and looked up to. He discovered hip hop music through listening to the Zulu Beats Radio Show, something influenced him from that show and three years later he would form a group. Busta also went to school in the United Kingdom, where he lived in Blackpool, Preston and Morecambe. Ended up graduating from George Westinghouse High School in downtown Brooklyn.
As a youngster he played basketball, football and soccer.
His Panamanian baby-sitter, Aunt Mitzi, made him listen to all the rap radio stations. So, He would sit there at 2 in the morning rapping when he was supposed to be sleeping. I just couldn't be too loud or Mitzi's poodle would start dancing around and barking. One night, the poodle barked and Mitzi took my radio away. So he said, "I don't need that radio. I'll write my own rap songs." Busta Rhymes later became part of a B-Boy crew with mainly latinos, a couple of white kids, and Busta, the only black one. When he was about 10 years old after he moved from Brooklyn to Long Island, where he became a member of the crew when it was a big contest happening which the leader of the crew, Johnny Juice watched. Busta just came up to him like, "Are you Johnny Juice?" and Johnny answered like "Yeah." and he said he wanted to be down with this crew. He started poppin' and Johnny said he was dope so he said "We're about to do this contest" and they wanted to put him down with them, but he didn't know the routines. But they put him down anyways and they lost the contest because they didn't know where to put him in the routine. The next contest they had was more of a battle, for the crown of best b-boys in Long Island and they had their crew there and they won. Busta destroyed these other guys, when he was poppin. Johnny Juice says "even if you listen to his rhymes now, you can tell by the way he rhymes and the way he moves around he's really dope on the popping shit".
Before his leap to stardom, Rhymes, was a rambunctious middle-class kid from Long Island who wrote "rap poetry" and dropped out of high school to pursue a music career. "I really thought he'd be a dancer," says his mother, Geraldine Green. "At family cookouts he would win all the dance contests. He was always a showman." He reminds his worst job: βI used to work as a stock boy at a department store called Cheap Johnβs,β he says. βI knew that I couldnβt really wrap my head around doing that kind of work. Even if your heart is not in something, your mind has to at least be able to be willing to do it. So, I took the job and I worked for about two weeks, and then I quit.β Why?
βThey just had me doing too much. I had to line up the roach sprays on the shelves and make sure they were all in order, facing the same way, with the logos facing the front. The dishwashing liquids, the detergents, the boxes that they came in when they came from the actual shipping companies that they were manufactured at. After I lined them up on the shelves, I had to cut up the cardboard boxes, fold them up neatly and tie them up so that they could do the recycling thing with them. After a couple paper cuts too many, and hands that were calloused and ashy and bruised, I said βthis is definitely not the thing for me to continue to be doing.ββ
Busta adds, βI used that as inspiration to go into the studio all the time when I had a free moment. After work, during my lunch break, traveling back and forth to work β¦ to just apply myself creatively, and the opportunity finally came one day when I was downtown.β At 17, Rhymes landed a six-figure record deal.
LONS signing with Elektra
His first name as a rapper was Chill-o-ski, but he thought it was a corny name, and Chuck D from Public Enemy gave him a new name, Busta Rhymes. He got the name from an american football player from the eighties, George "Buster" Rhymes, and people always asked him to "Bust-a-rhyme", so the choice was easy. In the end of the eighties he met Charlie Brown at Turtlehook Middle School and they formed Leaders of the New School with Dinco "The rhyme scientist" D and Milo In De Dance (aka The Cut Monitor). They were on Rush Management. They was signed to Elektra Records December 12th 1989. First Recorded Appearance: βMt. Airy Grooveβ from the Rubaiyat compilation, Elektra 1990. A&R Dante Ross heard about Leaders of the New School from Hank Shocklee [Bomb Squad] and Chuck D [Public Enemy] and them.He says "I knew they were one of their burgeoning groups and I also knew they didn't have a record deal. I heard they were performing and I went to check them out. I had just got my A&R gig at Elektra. I went there, saw them perform, grabbed them right after the performance and told them they had a record deal if they wanted one. LONS released 2 albums, "A future without a past" in 1991, and "T.I.M.E." in 1993. In 1992 Busta's girl was pregnant, but the baby died right after he was born, and Busta had big personal problems after that, but he got great support from his group members. In 93 they where divided because of ego in the group.
A couple of other things that made him well known before his solo career was a couple of cameo performances, among them A Tribe Called Quest's remix of "Scenario" with Leaders Of The New School, and the "Flava in ya ear remix" with Craig Mack and Rampage.
It took Busta three years before he released an album for Elektra, in 1996 he released "The Coming" with the hits "Woo hah! Got you all in check" featuring Rampage and "It's a party" featuring Zhane. while recording his debut album, he left the studio to check on his new SUV. He'd recently purchased the Toyota Land Cruiser, a giant vehicle that gives the impression of driving on an elevated track, for $40,000. Rhymes took the elevator down and came out on Broadway, in lower Manhattan, at 11:30 p.m. His ride was gone. Furious, he marched back inside and closed the door in the recording booth. "There was nothing I could do at that point, so I just vented that angry energy into three songs," he says. Woo-Hah!! Got You All in Check, one of the tracks he completed by morning, went on to become a street anthem and crossover hit, his first ever.
There was a short gap between the release of Bustaβs first album and his second album, but it came sooner than people imagined it to. Busta was sceptical about bootleggers copying the new album so for reviewing purposes he only sent out album samplers. In 1997 he released his second album, "When Disaster Strikes", and after that, his popularity exploded. 1998 became a very good year for Busta, he started his own clothing line, BUSHI designs, and released his third album "Extinction Level Event (The final world front)" and Flipmode Squad's debut "The Imperial". Flipmode Squad at that point included Busta Rhymes, Rah Digga, Spliff Star, Rampage, Baby Sham & Lord Have Mercy.
1999 became a year with problems for Busta, he had to visit the courthouse a couple of times because of child support, and police stopped his car and found an unregistered gun. He lost the case about child support, and he got a 5 year probation for the other case. Now Elektra started to shut him down with less studio time and promotion for his next album. Busta didn't like that, and took his squad over to J Records in 2001 after his fourth release in 2000, "Anarchy".
J Records
His first album at J was "Genesis", with the hits "What it is" featuring Kelis, "Break ya neck" & "Pass the courvoiser part 2" featuring Pharrell and P. Diddy. Now he is CEO for Flipmode Records. In november 2002 he released his most fervent album so far, "It Ain't Safe No More" with the singles "Make it clap" featuring Spliff Star, and a remix of it featuring Spliff Star and Sean Paul. Other achievements in 2002 was the movie roles he had in "Halloween: Resurrection" and "Narc". In 2003 his SUV was shot up with 6 bullets while he was in the Violator offices, that happened just a month after a couple of people shot inside their offices. The collaboration with Mariah Carey & Flipmode Squad named "I know what you want" on "It ain't safe no more" became Busta's biggest hit so far.
Aftermath
In February 2004, Flipmode Squad joined Aftermath Records, New members was added to the squad: M. Dollars, Labba and former Blackstreet Chauncey Black joined them. In March he got a six month probation sentence after pleading no contest to a charge that he assaulted a woman during a concert in Fall River, Massachusetts, in December 2002.
In November 2005 the first official single off the album "Touch it" was released to radio. The video premiered in December. He is now the father of four children (born in 93, 99, 00 and 02). In February, while making the second video for "The Big Bang"- the "Touch it remix" ft. Mary J. Blige, Missy, Rah Digga, Lloyd Banks, Papoose and DMX, one of his bodyguards, Israel Ramirez, who recently started working security for Busta as his jewelry handler, was shot and killed shortly after midnight outside of the Kiss The Cactus Production studio in the Greenpoint section of Brooklyn, NY. According to eyewitnesses, the shooting was a result of an argument that began inside the studio and continued outside.
The Aftermath chief Dr. Dre said before the release of The Big Bang that βAll of sudden Iβm hearing people in the streets talking about hos Bustaβs back. In my mind, he never left, and thatβs why I wanted to fuck with in the first place. Heβs got that drive, and he never stops trying to top himself. Anybody who knows Busta knows that heβs always gonna come with heat." His third video from "The Big Bang" was released 10th May, "I love my bitch". The video features actress Gabrielle Union and the Black Eyed Peas' Will.i.am, who produced the song, but Kelis who is featured on the song, was not in the video. The single also features Kelis, but she's not featured in the video. Also changed is his appearance, as he has cut off his trademark dreadlocks as part of a personal renewal. "Eight years of court appearances later and I was awarded custody of my children," he explained. "My hair was remindful of the unnecessary rocks in my career and life. So it was time to shed the locks... I've got my career and family right." "The Big Bang" was released 13th June. The fourth video was released in July, "New York shit" and the fitth video came out in August, "In the ghetto". The album was certified Gold in that month too. This month he was also charged with an assault after the Amsterjam Music Festival on Randalls Island, and he was ticketed after police saw him talking on his mobile while driving past a Manhattan police station.
On January 3rd 2007 he turned himself in to police custody after he allegedly attacking someone on Boxing Day. Lt. John Grimpel said a man told police that Rhymes, had punched and kicked him repeatedly after an argument over money. On May 3rd was arrested on a drunk driving charge by police in New York City. Officers stopped Rhymes at about 12:40 a.m. because the sport utility vehicle he was driving had overly tinted windows, officers then smelled alcohol on the rapper's breath and he was subsequently arrested. was released on $7,500 bail, set by Judge Tanya Kennedy. After a 8th May court appearance, he was free to drive. Rhymes' lawyer said a judge ruled against a prosecution motion to suspend the rapper's license following the driving-while-intoxicated arrest. He also turned down a plea deal that day that would have sent him to jail for one year, the Manhattan district attorney's office said.
Bus appeared in a Super Bowl finale commercial for Pepsi Max Diet in February. Busta Rhymes pleaded guilty on 23rd January to assault, two driving infractions and weapons possession, avoiding a trial and the yearlong prison sentence recommended by prosecutors. But Judge Larry Stevens disagreed with prosecutors that Rhymes deserved time behind bars. Instead, he sentenced him to three years' probation and 10 days of community service for beating a fan who reportedly spat on his car in August 2006, and then assaulting his driver, Larry Hackett, that December. Rhymes was also fined $1,250 for driving with a suspended license in 2006 and driving while intoxicated in 2007. "I just want to say that I'm very grateful to the judge, I'm very grateful to the system. I believe in the system. It hasn't failed me personally yet," Rhymes, dressed in a crisp black pinstripe suit, said outside the courtroom.
"I'm just glad that all of this is finally behind me and I can go back to doing what I do best - making great music and great films and being a people person," he said.
His 8th solo album "Blessed" was set for a release in July 2008. First he called it "When Hell Freeze Over" then he changed it to "Back On My B.S.", a title Pharrell helped him come up with, last it was changed to "Blessed" in April 08. Rhymes was added to Projekt Revolution 2008 (summer tour), He was joining Linkin Park, Chris Cornell, The Bravery, and Ashes Divide on the main stage. After the first week of touring he had to leave the tour because of business matters; Late July he left Interscope, because they couldn't agree with Busta how to handle the final version of the album.
Motown
In September 08 he his new deal was announced, with Motown/Universal. He then re-titled his album to "Back On My B.S." The first single was released in October 2008, called "Arab Money" featuring Ron Browz. 2 remix videos with different guests were later releases in February 09. The second single, "Hustler's Anthem 09" was released in Febuary too. The third single's video "Respect My Conglomerate" was released in March. "Back On My B.S." was released May 19th 09, and entered the Billboard chart at #5, after a lot of delays; 1st July 08, 9th Dec. 08, 10th Feb. 09, 24th March 09). In June, the video for "If you don't know" was released. The video for "World Go Round" will be released soon.
Goldmine
Busta Rhymes Lyrics
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Old dro bottles, and blow, blowing from both zones
Laying in them Tahoes we own the projo's
Three for tenement we in the lobby with the big
(da dun dun dun) Don't move cause I'm a representative
Live for the street, ask, you die in the war
'member that, blast that three at ya, hide in the wall
We gangsta, republicans with them big things, big rings
Loose cameras, big hammers, Station Wagon, blue Phantoms
Smokin the block up, y'all witness the zoo gamblers
We ain't taking no shorts, its just the early 80's
That made me, now I sit paid and then maybe
Nothing but my Lords and raps, these bags of dope
Under the mattress and I clack like a slave key
Wash your squad up, I roll double refuse to rock
Closed up my door up and murked you on the job
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Getting money like back in the days
niggas get like shower posse in a spec of the drug games
Slaying niggas, steady spraying niggas, till the task forces roll up
In unmarked vehicles and will be laying niggas
Streched out, focus, see you come back triple
When we O.T. cut it with baking soda, acquire now
Strategize, getting paper like the chivey Jamaicans
And them George Chain niggas, might we set up a goal?
[Busta Rhymes]
We got guns tucked in our waistlines, wit raps
Hanging from our back pockets miraculous money nigga
Can't stop at Sherlock, home can go's
Medallions so big wit strings you could turn 'em into banjos
Phenomenal property, drug money, scram wrap em
A hundred EX, golden like a hundred graham crackers
Sidewinding niggas tryna infiltrate blindside
A nigga hit you wit the eight, three in the club
Dumbing out, drunk in fronta the airbrush
Backdrop ones out, five dollars for bitches wit the guns out
Juggle for a couple days close shop thinking,
To you the bubble until the strip is hotter than a microwave
Don't stop, travel all my spare time and keep niggas wit us
To push shit like George Jefferson Airline
No fro niggaz better go chill, 'fore this gun
Goes up your nose like coke sniffing up your nose dude
[Chorus]
[Raekwon]
Hey yo, snoop me kid, coop me in the red room booth
And eating Fruit Loops its all for the loot boo
Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scrambling
Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up, and start blowing niggas magnums up
Caught me in the mix wit some rich soldiers, that reaction
Is a key action, black sent forty doja's up
We hunt 'em like big plans, my big mans and them
Slick as the shit breaks from outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them
[Busta Rhymes]
See I was always good at science, in the class I was hoping
Ask 'em for the chemistry temperature now I'm cooking the coke up
Used to sit and watch them older niggas for hours
And did acknowledge to how cold water quickly harden the powder
Took your turn into something big to accredit
But ya needs connect shit up from South America
Money calculations, told B.I.G. I sit up on it still
Holding old hundred dollar bills, wit small faces
[Chorus]
The lyrics to Goldmine by Busta Rhymes are highly abstract and can be interpreted in various ways. The song is essentially about hustling and making money - doing whatever it takes to get rich. The first verse by Raekwon speaks of old drug bottles and blowing from both zones while chilling in Tahoes. The lines "Three for tenement we in the lobby with the big/ (da dun dun dun) Don't move cause I'm a representative" implies that they are in the process of making deals and that they are important representatives. The verse also touches on gangster behaviour, big hammers, and Station Wagons - all symbols of power and luxury.
Busta Rhymes takes over in the chorus and talks about the shower posse, slaying niggas and how the cops will come eventually. He also emphasizes the need to strategize, comparing it to Jamaican driving, where you have to navigate carefully to avoid accidents. In his verse, Busta emphasizes the need for weapons and careful planning, and he speaks fondly of his knowledge of chemistry, which he uses to cook up cocaine. Both Raekwon and Busta Rhymes paint themselves as savvy hustlers who will do anything to stay on top.
Interesting facts about Goldmine by Busta Rhymes include that the song was from his 2006 album "The Big Bang," which was his first album in four years. The song features Raekwon of Wu-Tang Clan and is produced by J. Dilla. The song is a follow-up to the duo's 1995 collaboration on the song "Woo-Hah (Got You All in Check) Remix." It is a classic example of Busta Rhymes' fast-paced, intricate lyrics, and the beat is one of J. Dilla's best productions. The song's chorus also samples the song "Call to Arms" by Black Sabbath.
The chords to Goldmine are unavailable as it is a rap song, and rap music typically relies heavily on beats and rhythms rather than traditional chords.
Line by Line Meaning
Old dro bottles, and blow, blowing from both zones
We have been smoking weed and blowing coke from both the East Coast and West Coast.
Laying in them Tahoes we own the projo's
We own the projects and hang out in our Tahoes.
Three for tenement we in the lobby with the big
We have three men for each apartment building and pretend to be security in the lobby.
(da dun dun dun) Don't move cause I'm a representative
I'm a dangerous representative for my gang and if you move, you're dead.
Live for the street, ask, you die in the war
We live for the streets and if you ask about it, you'll be killed in a gang war.
'member that, blast that three at ya, hide in the wall
Remember this warning, we'll shoot three bullets at you and you better hide behind the wall.
We gangsta, republicans with them big things, big rings
We are gangsters and have big guns and flashy jewelry, feeling like Republicans.
Get your head shot off, daddy you don't believe chains
If you don't believe we're dangerous, we'll shoot your head off, daddy, and take your chains.
Loose cameras, big hammers, Station Wagon, blue Phantoms
We have loose security, big guns, and fancy cars like Station Wagons and blue Phantoms.
Smokin the block up, y'all witness the zoo gamblers
We're smoking weed and causing a scene, like a bunch of wild gamblers in a zoo.
We ain't taking no shorts, its just the early 80's
We're not accepting any unfair treatment, like during the early 80s.
That made me, now I sit paid and then maybe
That mentality made me who I am today and now I'm successful.
Nothing but my Lords and raps, these bags of dope
All I have are my rhymes and drugs.
Under the mattress and I clack like a slave key
I keep my drugs under my mattress and I'm always ready to sell.
Wash your squad up, I roll double refuse to rock
Clean up your gang, I'm coming with double the force and won't back down.
Closed up my door up and murked you on the job
I shut the door and killed you while working.
Getting money like back in the days
We're making money like in the old days.
niggas get like shower posse in a spec of the drug games
We're becoming like the Shower Posse in the drug game.
Slaying niggas, steady spraying niggas, till the task forces roll up
We're killing gang members until the police come and break it up.
In unmarked vehicles and will be laying niggas
The police will come in unmarked vehicles and arrest or kill gang members.
Streched out, focus, see you come back triple
We're stretched out, focused, and can make triple the money.
When we O.T. cut it with baking soda, acquire now
When we're out of town, we mix our drugs with baking soda and make more money.
Strategize, getting paper like the chivey Jamaicans
We're strategizing and making money like the crafty Jamaicans.
And them George Chain niggas, might we set up a goal?
We might work with the George Chain gang to achieve a common goal.
We got guns tucked in our waistlines, wit raps
We're carrying guns and rhymes wherever we go.
Hanging from our back pockets miraculous money nigga
We have a lot of money on us at all times.
Can't stop at Sherlock, home can go's
We can't stop and be seen by the police (Sherlock), we have to keep moving.
Medallions so big wit strings you could turn 'em into banjos
Our necklaces are so big, you could turn them into musical instruments like banjos.
Phenomenal property, drug money, scram wrap em
We have amazing properties from drug money and we hide the cash in scrambled packaging.
A hundred EX, golden like a hundred graham crackers
We have a lot of cars (EX) that are gold like graham crackers.
Sidewinding niggas tryna infiltrate blindside
We're catching others sneaking around behind our backs.
A nigga hit you wit the eight, three in the club
We'll shoot you with AK-47s and other guns in the club.
Dumbing out, drunk in fronta the airbrush
We're getting drunk and acting dumb in front of the club bouncer (airbrush).
Backdrop ones out, five dollars for bitches wit the guns out
We're making deals with girls who show off their guns (weapons).
Juggle for a couple days close shop thinking,
We'll make money for a few days and then close up shop and think about it.
To you the bubble until the strip is hotter than a microwave
We'll keep peddling drugs until the strip is too dangerous for us.
Don't stop, travel all my spare time and keep niggas wit us
We're constantly moving and bringing people with us to stay safe.
To push shit like George Jefferson Airline
We're hustling like the George Jefferson Airline.
No fro niggaz better go chill, 'fore this gun
Don't mess with us, before we shoot you with a gun.
Goes up your nose like coke sniffing up your nose dude
Our gun will go up your nose and kill you, just like snorting too much coke.
Hey yo, snoop me kid, coop me in the red room booth
Listen to me, kid, let's hang out in the red room booth.
And eating Fruit Loops its all for the loot boo
We're enjoying Fruit Loops while making money.
Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scrambling
We have a specific person who will hurt you badly.
Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up, and start blowing niggas magnums up
We'll get high and start shooting big guns (magnums).
Caught me in the mix wit some rich soldiers, that reaction
I'm with rich gang members and we're reacting to something.
Is a key action, black sent forty doja's up
We're taking actions that are important and smoking weed.
We hunt 'em like big plans, my big mans and them
We're chasing down people like it's a big mission, with the help of my big men and them.
Slick as the shit breaks from outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them
We're breaking into your stuff and stealing all your goods, and then causing chaos.
See I was always good at science, in the class I was hoping
I was always good at science and eager to learn in class.
Ask 'em for the chemistry temperature now I'm cooking the coke up
Now that I know the chemistry behind it, I'm cooking up cocaine.
Used to sit and watch them older niggas for hours
I used to sit and watch the older gang members for hours.
And did acknowledge to how cold water quickly harden the powder
I learned how to harden the powder by using cold water.
Took your turn into something big to accredit
I turned my skills into something profitable to get credit.
But ya needs connect shit up from South America
But you need connections to get drugs from South America.
Money calculations, told B.I.G. I sit up on it still
I'm always thinking of ways to make money and I still follow the advice of Notorious B.I.G.
Holding old hundred dollar bills, wit small faces
I still have old hundred dollar bills with smaller faces on them.
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: COREY WOODS, ERICK SERMON, TREVOR SMITH
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Old dro bottles, and blow, blowing from both zones
Laying in them Tahoes we own the projo's
Three for tenement we in the lobby with the big
(da dun dun dun) Don't move cause I'm a representative
Live for the street, ask, you die in the war
'member that, blast that three at ya, hide in the wall
We gangsta, republicans with them big things, big rings
Get your head shot off, daddy you don't believe chains
Loose cameras, big hammers, Station Wagon, blue Phantoms
Smokin the block up, y'all witness the zoo gamblers
We ain't taking no shorts, its just the early 80's
That made me, now I sit paid and then maybe
Nothing but my Lords and raps, these bags of dope
Under the mattress and I clack like a slave key
Wash your squad up, I roll double refuse to rock
Closed up my door up and murked you on the job
Getting money like back in the days
niggas get like shower posse in a spec of the drug games
Slaying niggas, steady spraying niggas, till the task forces roll up
In unmarked vehicles and will be laying niggas
Streched out, focus, see you come back triple
When we O.T. cut it with baking soda, acquire now
Strategize, getting paper like the chivey Jamaicans
And them George Chain niggas, might we set up a goal?
We got guns tucked in our waistlines, wit raps
Hanging from our back pockets miraculous money nigga
Can't stop at Sherlock, home can go's
Medallions so big wit strings you could turn 'em into banjos
Phenomenal property, drug money, scram wrap em
A hundred EX, golden like a hundred graham crackers
Sidewinding niggas tryna infiltrate blindside
A nigga hit you wit the eight, three in the club
Dumbing out, drunk in fronta the airbrush
Backdrop ones out, five dollars for bitches wit the guns out
Juggle for a couple days close shop thinking,
To you the bubble until the strip is hotter than a microwave
Don't stop, travel all my spare time and keep niggas wit us
To push shit like George Jefferson Airline
No fro niggaz better go chill, 'fore this gun
Goes up your nose like coke sniffing up your nose dude
Hey yo, snoop me kid, coop me in the red room booth
And eating Fruit Loops its all for the loot boo
Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scrambling
Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up, and start blowing niggas magnums up
Caught me in the mix wit some rich soldiers, that reaction
Is a key action, black sent forty doja's up
We hunt 'em like big plans, my big mans and them
Slick as the shit breaks from outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them
See I was always good at science, in the class I was hoping
Ask 'em for the chemistry temperature now I'm cooking the coke up
Used to sit and watch them older niggas for hours
And did acknowledge to how cold water quickly harden the powder
Took your turn into something big to accredit
But ya needs connect shit up from South America
Money calculations, told B.I.G. I sit up on it still
Holding old hundred dollar bills, wit small faces
Hey yo, snoop me kid, coop me in the red room booth
And eating Fruit Loops its all for the loot boo
Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scrambling
Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up, and start blowing niggas magnums up
Caught me in the mix wit some rich soldiers, that reaction
Is a key action, black sent forty doja's up
We hunt 'em like big plans, my big mans and them
Slick as the shit breaks from outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them
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Old dro bottles, and blow, blowing from both zones
Laying in them Tahoes we own the projo's
Three for tenement we in the lobby with the big
(da dun dun dun) Don't move cause I'm a representative
Live for the street, ask, you die in the war
'member that, blast that three at ya, hide in the wall
We gangsta, republicans with them big things, big rings
Get your head shot off, daddy you don't believe chains
Loose cameras, big hammers, Station Wagon, blue Phantoms
Smokin the block up, y'all witness the zoo gamblers
We ain't taking no shorts, its just the early 80's
That made me, now I sit paid and then maybe
Nothing but my Lords and raps, these bags of dope
Under the mattress and I clack like a slave key
Wash your squad up, I roll double refuse to rock
Closed up my door up and murked you on the job
Getting money like back in the days
niggas get like shower posse in a spec of the drug games
Slaying niggas, steady spraying niggas, till the task forces roll up
In unmarked vehicles and will be laying niggas
Streched out, focus, see you come back triple
When we O.T. cut it with baking soda, acquire now
Strategize, getting paper like the chivey Jamaicans
And them George Chain niggas, might we set up a goal?
We got guns tucked in our waistlines, wit raps
Hanging from our back pockets miraculous money nigga
Can't stop at Sherlock, home can go's
Medallions so big wit strings you could turn 'em into banjos
Phenomenal property, drug money, scram wrap em
A hundred EX, golden like a hundred graham crackers
Sidewinding niggas tryna infiltrate blindside
A nigga hit you wit the eight, three in the club
Dumbing out, drunk in fronta the airbrush
Backdrop ones out, five dollars for bitches wit the guns out
Juggle for a couple days close shop thinking,
To you the bubble until the strip is hotter than a microwave
Don't stop, travel all my spare time and keep niggas wit us
To push shit like George Jefferson Airline
No fro niggaz better go chill, 'fore this gun
Goes up your nose like coke sniffing up your nose dude
Hey yo, snoop me kid, coop me in the red room booth
And eating Fruit Loops its all for the loot boo
Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scrambling
Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up, and start blowing niggas magnums up
Caught me in the mix wit some rich soldiers, that reaction
Is a key action, black sent forty doja's up
We hunt 'em like big plans, my big mans and them
Slick as the shit breaks from outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them
See I was always good at science, in the class I was hoping
Ask 'em for the chemistry temperature now I'm cooking the coke up
Used to sit and watch them older niggas for hours
And did acknowledge to how cold water quickly harden the powder
Took your turn into something big to accredit
But ya needs connect shit up from South America
Money calculations, told B.I.G. I sit up on it still
Holding old hundred dollar bills, wit small faces
Hey yo, snoop me kid, coop me in the red room booth
And eating Fruit Loops its all for the loot boo
Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scrambling
Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up, and start blowing niggas magnums up
Caught me in the mix wit some rich soldiers, that reaction
Is a key action, black sent forty doja's up
We hunt 'em like big plans, my big mans and them
Slick as the shit breaks from outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them
JuliΓ‘n Barquera
Fuck you mean? This album is lit
Julian Overton
Probably Busta's best album when it comes to music production. Every track is classic.
WoozyCally314
This album is underrated man I hear you
Mike Jazz
Aftermath production. Dre had to sign off on every track
mychal92116
Because Dre produced it
Sample Zombie
Wow I remember wearing out this CD when it dropped... and then the minidisc I burned it to. I met my wife while I was playing out this album. Big memories.
Shavir Harrysunker
2006 was a great year!
TheCardsfan2
Most of the people that said this was a bad album didn't bother listening. That's all i can think of. I'll admit the 'singles' were not the best choices especially 'I love my Bitch' but the entire cd is classic IMO.
Shavir Harrysunker
This album alot better than "Back On My B.S." in my opinion.
Hendrik
This hook is one of the best things Iβve ever heard. Canβt really explain why but it gets me every time.