Missy Elliott - Busa Rhyme Lyrics
[missy] slim shady (4x)[eminem]Well I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filledAnd pop the same shit that got tupac killedSpit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episodeAnd punch a ***** in the nose, til her whole face explodesTheres three things I hate: girls, women and *****esIm that vicious to walk up, and drop-kick midgetsThey call me boogie night, the stalker that walks awkwardStick figure, with a dick bigger than mark wahlbergComin through the airport, sluggish, walkin on crutchesHit a *****in [*pregnant chick*] in her [*stomach*] with luggageIts like a dream I cant snap out, I black out, and back outIm lookin for someone of to beat the crap outIm bringin you rap singers two middle fingersI flip you off in french, then translate in englishThen ima vanish off the face of the planet and come backSpeakin so much spanish, pun cant even understand it[missy] wont you busa rhyme for me boy .. slim shady[shady] yeah[missy] wont you busa rhyme for me boy .. slim mother*****in shady[shady] yeah[missy] wont you busa rhyme for me boy .. slim shady[shady] yeah[missy] wont you busa rhyme for me boy ..[eminem]I had a huge attitude, started off statickyMad at you, had you mad at me automatically (one more time)Im not a commodity, Im an oddityWho oddly enough developed himself a halloween followingIts so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow meId probably owe ozzy osbourne an apologyCollege girls, live in an alcoholics worldFull of earl, head twirls every time the toilet swirls *flush*Covered in throw-up, and I refuse to grow upI wont budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up (shut up!)I made this rap game suspenseful, cause now I got a impulseTo give you insults wrote with a pencil (*****)And waste the paper on you, choppin down the oakwoodCause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no goodAnd as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttinYou mother*****ers are puttin your words together for nuttin[missy] wont you busa rhyme for me boy .. slim shady[shady] whats the deal?[missy] wont you busa rhyme for me boy .. slim mother*****in shady[shady] yeah.. who?[missy] wont you busa rhyme for me boy .. slim shady[shady] whats the deal?[missy] wont you busa rhyme for me boy ..[missy]Turn the music up, we gon wake the neighborsWe gon get high, we gon roll to vegasMe and slim shady, on some shit dailyWhat you want what you got is it hot? (is it hot? )Turn the music up, we gon wake the neighborsWe gon get high, we gon roll to vegasMe and slim shady, on some shit dailyWhat you want (yo) what you want (yo) ahh uhh yoA person from another planet might disagree with youWell if you want my opinion, it comes from right here on earth[eminem]Slim shady.. misdemeanor..Timbaland.. slim shady..Misdemeanor..Im homicidal, and suicidal with no friendsHoldin a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both endsSprayin tecs at you until you see your *****in legsWith the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin next to you(ahh!) *****in mad dog, foamin at the mouth***** mouth, my whole house, is foamin at the couchJumped out of the 93rd floor of a buildingAnd shot every window out on the way down to the ground (keep filming!)Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped em in halfSuffocated the oxygen maskShit if I get any higher, ima get the east and west beefin againSlide back to detroit and stand in the crossfire[missy]Yall better call the police fore I kill this trackDont shoot missy!!! get backUhh, ima put you all in the lineUhh, and ima watch you mcs dieYo mommy, mommy, missy done lost her mind!I think somebody done pissed her off this time!Yo, ima have to bust you through your chest andUhh, you will have to clean up the mess (uh-huh)Its rainin rainin and its pourin loudNever fear, cause pissy missys through the crowdUhh, I hear the gats go cha-powWho shot me damnit? ***** get downDont walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (uh-huh)Lay em on down, like they lived underground (uh)For the sound, that me and, timbaland, we foundGet your ass, kicked later, or get your ass, kicked nowUhh.. one-twoMisdemeanor, slim shadyTimbaland, mother*****erUhh uhh uhhCool, cool, coolTriple zero
