Say Goodnite lyrics

by

Busta Rhymes


Now get'em
Yeah, we gonna set sh*t straight
All y'all n*ggas out there, let me tell you something right now
None of y'all n*ggas dont't know me
You crazy, punk ass n*gga
Hiding behind the microphone
(Y'all ready for this)

[VERSE 1]
Yo, you's a lying fronting fake ass thug everybody know it
You pus*y and I'm just the one to show it
Word to everything I love and don't love
This n*gga ran from me one night after the club y'all
And I'm very hard core I live out my metaphors
Don't ask me what happened just go ask that n*gga jaw
I'll tear your roof off sucker punk motherf*cker
I'll rush you, crush you, RIGHT?!
This is a constant reminder for you to keep sh*t straight
Stab you, throw you overboard faggot you dead weight
Rest in peace to all those who thought I wouldn't do it
Crack craniums is what you get for thinking stupid
The bomb bazee kid is back in the house
So all you punk n*ggas go back in the house
Violent as the bible, kill all my rivals
With the two piece with the scope on top sniper rifle
[Hook]
So stop trying to see where your eyes can't follow
Say goodnight to the world and goodbye to tomorrow
You rave accuse, it's a must you get bust
Were not to be f*cked with toys ain't us

[VERSE 2]
And y'all n*ggas ain't never hug no block like me
Sold working to fiends and hustlers and shook the d's
I ain't proud or bragging but it's plain to see
Ain't half of y'all pus*y come up like me
I run in these streets from sun up to sun up
You the type to get found in the back of the club stabbed up
And with the hands you can't get none
So you little b*tch n*ggas run for your guns
I see caps gotta get peeled
Some of them n*ggas gotta die to show the rest that sh*t is real
And you know how it's done son
They pop a lot of sh*t, then finger f*ck the phone 911
Yeah, so duck me when you step in the place
Cause I'll spread that nose all over your face
n*ggas always wanna try to talk it out too late
Hit you with the dirty 30 and crack your chest plate

[Hook]
[VERSE 3]
And f*ck critiquing what I got what I say and do
f*ck him them n*ggas and all of you
Yeah and while popping your gums I hope you feel rich
When you done you can eat the peanuts out my sh*t
I'll rock you maggot redrum faggot
Drink come maggot you can't do me no damage
I'll shank your think tank
Make you drink blood b*tch take off them fatigues and put on something pink
I'll wake ALL UP with the 16 inch gig bone handle, oh my lord
And then I'll chop ALL UP with the double edge 50 inch sir gladiators
What's that a sword, sneak up on you quite like a killer in the house
Put the barrel in your mouth boom, blow your brains out
Y’all talkers we doers
Catch you in the back retire you from running like Carl Lewis
And I ain't going back to jail, hell no
Put me in your mix I'm taking you to hell, lets go

[Hook]

Yeah, no more battle and no more battlin
You have been officially token out
Go wipe your ass, you p*ss bags, scallywags
Yeah, all motherf*ckers stab crushing n*ggas
n*gga Sye Diggy, hell pity
My n*gga Digie Grand, B.L
All you up there crushing up n*ggas
Big Africa ??? see you up in there too baby
??? keep my whole street unit is for same, word
Y'all n*ggas know what time it is
Stray crushing these n*ggas
(Y'all ready for this)
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