Bust (feat. Killer Mike)

Lyrics for Bust (feat. Killer Mike)

Ghosts and goblins run a muck In the caverns of Rhine Slinging petty corruption The seventh sign Give it to you Give to you and I do what it takes To give it to you Step into the realms of space where nobody goes Only the baddest motherfuckers are the ones that are chose Some of the coolest individuals on the planet we said Best believe that we can buck or give a damn if we cared No collision supervision but my family is here Now my mama taught my niggaz that was under the stairs One of those who chauffeured life and then was unprepared But my hunger is the thought that no wonder it can't be smothered Or buttered up, buttercup, melt your sauce You a Chucky Cheese bouncer chumpin' off the boss What I'm trying to tell you now is that you're softer than soft And I'm sick as a cough, did I mention it's raw? Your predicaments flaw Flaw means fucked up and serving out the oven Not fried, slow roast, no coast, tuck your tail and hide You scared? Give it to you Give to you and I do what it takes To give it to you I officially do it with guns on tour We lock down traps, push caps galore My wiz cook work 'til it scale like fish My old earth even known to handle biz I serve whipped, out of whips, whip out cash Usually keep a G packed under the dash Try to test my gangsta, I bring harm I'm as slick as Freeway Rick and Nicholas Barnes My Uptown Nikes hold caps and cheddar My waistline hold a 4-pound Baretta I'll shoe lace your face just to learn you better My ox so sharp it cut through leather My rap name Killer, my street name Skunk I mastered the music that was born in the Bronx I switch my slang spit from my mouth I'm still all coast my coast the South Give it to you Give to you and I do what it takes To give it to you