Woo Hah!! Got You All in Check
Busta Rhymes & Rampage & The Last Boy Scout Lyrics
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When I step up in the place, ayo, I step correct
(Woo-hah) got you all in check
I got that head-nod shit that make you break your neck
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
Busta Rhymes up in the place, true indeed
Yes, I catch wreck and that's word on my seed
I'm guaranteed to give you what you need
One blood everybody like Junior Reid
Wake up every morning, yo, I must succeed
Nationwide ruckus make the world stampede
Yo Willie mek we roll some weed
Mad charged nigga now I must proceed
Yo, we 'bout to make moves, set speed
Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed
Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed
Body blows busting your shit making you bleed
Just feed off dynamic flows and take heed
Need more information, homeboy? Then just read
Ayy, you can read all about the pure breed
Do the bogle dance, man, do the pepperseed
When I step up in the place, ayo, I step correct
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
I got that head-nod shit that make you break your neck
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes
Top Gun shut down your firm like Tom Cruise
Please let me get down and blow a fuse
Acting fools, breakin' shit down to molecules
Yo, let me hit you with my ill street blues
Busta Rhymes always headlines the street news
Woo-hah, hey baby girl don't be confused
Sail my seven seas and enjoy my boat cruise
I know you really want to know who's
Coming through leaving blunt stains and residues
Sorry homeboy but your flow sound used
Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules
Whenever I travel the world I land cruise
If you choose to fuck around you get bruised
Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels
Give me room, give me some space, yo, excuse
When I step up in the place, ayo, I step correct
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
I got that head-nod shit that make you break your neck
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
You now rocking with the best
Busta Rhymes comin' through from the Flip Mode Squad
Boy Scout's who I be
Straight to your dome, we coming straight to your dome
Bringing all new ruckus to all you rap motherfuckers
Uh, Boy Scout's who I be, Flip Mode is the squ-id-ad
Busta Rhymes break it down like this, uh
Yo which motherfucker stole my flow
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Throw them type of niggas right out my window
Blast your ass, hit you with a direct blow
Blow, coming through like G.I. Joe
Star Wars moving ill like Han Solo
Make you bounce around like this was calypso
Always shine 'cause I got the Hi-Pro Glow
You think that you can hide? You think you can lay low?
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0
Macked out with my dreads and my Kangol
Forget the Moet, nigga, just pass the Cisco
Yo, take a trip down to Mexico
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho
Maximum frequencies through your stereo
Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go
When I step up in the place, ayo, I step correct
(Woo-hah) got you all in check
I got that head-nod shit that make you break your neck
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check, ha
Hey hey hey, ho hey
Yo yo hey
Ho ho hey, ho hey
(Got you all in check) hey
(Got you all in check) ho hey
(Got you all in check) yo yo hey
(Got you all in check)
(Got you all in check)
The song Woo Hah!! Got You All In Check is a classic hip-hop song from 1996, featuring Busta Rhymes, Rampage, and The Last Boy Scout. Busta Rhymes delivers the hook, in which he brags about his skills on the mic, proclaiming he's got everyone in check. The lyrics are playful, filled with pop culture references, and Busta's unique rhyming style.
The rapper boasts about his lyrical ability and his power over the crowd. He claims to have the "head nod shit that makes you break your neck," suggesting that his music makes people nod their heads so vigorously that their necks get strained. He then goes on to shout out some of his influences on the mic, including Junior Reid and Ali Shaheed. He also references popular culture icons like Tom Cruise, G.I. Joe, and Apollo Creed. Finally, he ends the song by proclaiming himself the best in the game, telling his competitors to "forget the Moet nigga just pass the Cisco."
Line by Line Meaning
When I step up in the place a-yo I step correct
I enter the situation confidently and correctly
Woo-Hah! Got you all in check
I have your attention and control
I got that head nod shit that make you break your neck
My beats make you move and groove
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque
We are here to dominate the dance floor
Throw your hands up in the air don't ever disrespect
Show respect and enjoy the music
Busta Rhymes up in the place, true indeed
I'm Busta Rhymes and I'm here to stay
Yes I catch wreck and that's word on my seed
I'm a force to be reckoned with and it's undeniable
I'm guaranteed to give you what you need
I provide fans with what they want and crave
One blood everybody like Junior Reid
We are all united and connected through music
Wake up every morning yo I must succeed
I'm driven to succeed and work hard every day
Nationwide ruckus make the world stampede
Our music causes a stir and frenzy across the country
Just feed off dynamic flows and take heed
Listen to our fluid and powerful lyrics
Need more information homeboy then just read
Our music tells a story that can't be summarized in a few lines
Ay! You can read all about the pure breed
Our music is authentic and unique
Do the bogle dance, man, do the pepperseed
Our music makes you want to move and groove
How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes
Don't even think about disrespecting me or my style
Top Gun shut down your firm like Tom Cruise
My music is so powerful it can shut down your business
Acting fools breaking shit down to molecules
We are unconventional and break the mold
Please let me get down and blow a fuse
Let me show you what I'm capable of doing
Busta Rhymes always headlines the street news
I'm always making waves and creating buzz
Woo-Hah! Hey baby girl don't be confused
My music may be complex, but it's worth getting to know
Sail my seven seas and enjoy my boat cruise
Join me on a journey through my music
I know you really want to know who's
You're curious about who I am and what I do
Coming through leaving blunt stains and residues
I leave my mark on the music scene
Sorry homeboy but your flow sound used
Your music is outdated and stale compared to mine
Whenever I travel the world I landcruise
My music takes me on a worldwide adventure
If you choose to fuck around you get bruised
Don't cross me or you'll regret it
Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels
My music has you pumped up and energized
Give me room, give me some space yo excuse
Let me do my thing and give me some space
You now rocking with the best
You're listening to the best in the game
Boy Scout's who I be, Flip Mode is the squ-id-ad
I'm part of the Boy Scouts and Flip Mode Squad
Yo which motherfucker stole my flow
Someone copied my music style
Eenie, meenie miney mo
I'm not sure who did it
Throw them type of niggas right out my window
I don't tolerate imitators
Blast your ass hit you with a direct blow
I'll strike back with a powerful hit
Yo let me hit you with my ill street blues
Let me show you what I'm capable of
Star Wars moving ill like Han Solo
My music is out of this world like Star Wars
Make you bounce around like this was calypso
My music makes you want to dance like you're in the Caribbean
Always shine cause I got the Hi-Pro Glow
I stand out from the crowd because of my unique style
You think that you can hide you think you can lay low
Don't try to hide or run from the truth
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0
I'll come after you like a police investigation
Yo! Take a trip down to Mexico
Let's go on a journey together
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho
Let's come back with something crazy and unusual
Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go
I have to leave now, but thanks for listening
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Galt MacDermot, Trevor Smith
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