Ill Vibe
(Busta)
My rhymes create life like the birds and the bees,
Make Funkmaster Flex say yo I'm feeling these,
Flows make you shit in your drawrs. Change your dungarees,
Smoking trees, getting cottonmouth, wild munchees,
Bounced down the block, eat food at Luigi's,
Ass constipated, too much extra cheese,
But anyway, while I was cooling down at Luigi's,
I met some Siamese twins from overseas, Lebanese,
Who let me in with friends from New Orleans,
They had a fifth friend, she was straight Black Portuguese,
Pretty palm-olive soaped skin, Aloe Veralese,
She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies,
The type of chick you'd kill for to get between the knees,
Yo, I made time to chill with Miss Portuguese,
Would you believe the bitch tried to steal my fucking house keys?
Rob me for my G's,
Had to show this crazy broad,
I mastered my Degree's and my Ph.D's,
Got your face on camera, motherfucker say cheese,
You better get with your friends quick, before I start to squeeze,
Getting caught up in those freaky gold digger jamborees,
I caught that ill vibe, Tip (word Bust?) yo, yo, word,
The ill vibe, Tip (word Bus?) yo, yo, word,
Cause when I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd,
(I caught the ill vibe, Bus) Word Tip? (yo, yo, word)
(The ill vibe, Bus) Word Tip? (yo, yo, word)
(Yo when I hold the mic you know my shit be absurd)
(I caught the ill vibe, Bus) Word Tip? (yo, yo, word)
(Q-Tip)
I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat,
Ain't nothing sweet, on the street, for good these I compete,
Come off complete,
And you need so get back in your stance,
We enhance and we're playing the whole world circumstance,
So do good in your hood even though you puff life,
Positive to comply,
Don't screw facing that guy,
Progress don't fall back, We can't have that,
I'll hold your hand, Black,
We can't wind up with scratch,
I put my best foot forward when I play in life,
Cause this world as I live it, chill like a double edged knife,
In the jam we regulate, cause we organize,
Logicaly thinking when along's enterprise,
Alot of brothers from the ghetto got the gift of gab,
Peace to the West Coast and the East, we fab,
Need I make mention that the crew we've got,
Make things get hot like the .44 shot, blau!
No we don't premote no guns, but don't turn that cheek,
In the world that we live calmness is viewed as weak,
So we got to stay on point for all these lizardous snakes,
Some of them come as friends, some of them come as Jakes,
We decipher all the force and build rounds with our friends,
(Why's that?)
So we can live right until time ends,
(Yo why's that?)
I estimate so we can get these ends,
(Yo true that)
Busta and Tip, you know we make minds bend,
I caught that ill vibe, Bus (word Tip?) yo, yo, word,
The ill vibe, Bus (word Tip?) yo, yo, word,
Yo when I hold my mic you know my shit be absurd,
(I caught that ill vibe, Tip) Yo word Bus? (yo, yo, word)
(That ill vibe, Tip) Say word (yo, yo, word)
(Cause when I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd)
I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word Tip?) yo, yo, word,
That ill vibe, Bus (word, Tip?) yo, yo, word,
Yo when we in a jam you know the shit be absurd,
(I caught that wow shit, Tip) word, Bus? (yo, yo, word)
(The ill vibe, Tip) say word (yo, yo, word)
(Cause when I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd)......
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