I make more sense So pass it on [ VERSE 4: Everlast ] Pass it on, pass it down the line I can throw with the best and go rhyme for rhyme With any
got the fuse lit, keepin' it movin', so Freakin' abusive, people are pukin', so Sick of the music, suckin' the fumes in So don't get it confused, I'm
don't believe in you, God It's like a grand feast celebratin' the bounce of the century I tote the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy Busta Rhymes
don, who plays it all night long? 50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool
, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool and
we steal em [ ROUND 2: Randy Mac ] Knowledge and wisdom, it's a mystery I drop science for the ones who know it's me You say I'm dope, cool, it makes
your fist if you feelin' it Wild the fuck out, bust a clip for the fuck of it This is as good as it get, who you rollin' with? Who the ultimate? Stay
my curse universe Droppin the slang, I'll bust your brains with the real shit Come hit my blunt so I can make y'all feel it Abuse niggaz verbally
to Georgetown (Georgetown) Knockin' off clowns that clap 'em off rounds It's war now, so toss the nine 'cuz I'ma floss and shine You lost your mind if you thought your rhymes
, go [Trey Songz] Girl I'mma beat it like a drum, make your back go When I start to go under Now your turn, go low with it Show me that you know what
I'll make the quietest person wanna go and get loud I'll make the hot get hotter when I start to rap And my reward for goin' off is to hear people clap
labels or rap Yo, can I get a soul clap? Words are infinite Rhymes are untouchable, in the skies are the limit Yo, some people husslin' because then cant make
link to dust, watch brain cells bust As I flip the script, I could make a Rev feel lit You walking on shakey ground, call it warned Now big up your chest
evenin' It's assassin-night Have you weezin' You and Eddie Murphy can laugh alike The Revival You can call it the Preme project But it's violent You should call it
48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, bogard like Bogota While ya imbosiles still really think y'all real Just because ya bust a gat don't mean you keepin' it
and a click homey You ain't dope just 'cause ya sniff it, or lace ya blunt with it That just makes ya a wack rapper and a drug addict, get it These niggaz rhyme
around That can take that box and make it sound Like anything that you could possibly want Now here's a rhyme that sums it up Jeff is diggy-diggy-di-dope
Here we are, how bizarre, how far Will I take it, will I make it, have I already made it What'd you think about my album after you played it Was is good, was it bad, was it