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Busta Rhymes( Trevor George Smith Jr. )
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If You Don't Know
Lyricist:Trevor Smith
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Welcome everybody, you are 'Live in the Den' With Big Tigger hangin' out today with one of my friends Okay if you ain't know, it be one of the best of all time Busta Bust for short, for some better know me Bust' Rhymes
What's good? Maintainin', same here, just smashin' How the fam? They all good, my nigga, thanks for askin' You and yours? We all blessed, things ain't too bad Still dealin' with last year's sudden loss of my dad
My condolences, thanks dawg, let's begin Ain't seen you in a sec, Busta, what you been up to since then? Stayin' healthy and keepin' it movin' While I just be showin' these other niggaz how to do it While I'm constantly growin'
I've been learnin' a lot and still earnin' a lot of money crazy Doin' my thing and securin' a will for all my babies Well it's clear in this new year you've been busy But how you been dealin' with the drama of the loss of your man Izzy?
It's been one of the most traumatic times and I'll never forget it I'm survivin', thus bein' a punchin' bag for those affected It's somethin' that I accepted, it was hard to understand The way things happen, but in the end I guess it's God's plan
Heard you beefin' with 5-0, couple cases on rotation And on top of that Bust' Rhymes is now on probation? Yeah and I thank Judge Stevens and we was happy to see That he ain't send me up north 'cause I got a family to feed
Changed your image up last year, cut the dreads down low And also came the appearance of some major muscles Now on the low, streets been talkin' like you used needles Busta Bust, help us out, the public needs to know
Just for the record the reason a nigga cut off the dread I had to shed, tired of carryin' weight on my head Secondly, it's all good when niggaz talk but they need to back it up Only needles I use is when I tat tat tat it up
Some people sayin' you changed even your Flipmode fam I heard the word's came safe from Rah Digga and Baby Sham Said you passed the Courvoisier to pick up a gun Said you more concerned about bein' hard than havin' fun
Wow Tig', I see you takin' it there, you got your arsenal, huh? I think I know where you got that from, that Vibe article, bruh The press'll turn your family against each other for 'fetti to sell a book Besides we all talked already and we good
That's what's up, be clear, it's goin' down And if you wanna holla at Bust, call us up right now Phone lines is open, what y'all wanna discuss? What's good, caller? You 'Live in the Den' with Big Tig' and Bust
Hey Tig', what's good, mom? Enjoyin' the show But there's somethin' about Busta I've been dyin' to know Well, holla at him, hey Busta, what's good, ma? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I've been a fan since way back when you dropped 'Woo-Hah'
Yeah, that was my joint Every album since then always been on point, thank you Videos and big shows is hardcore So why you think your albums haven't sold more?
Well baby, the nature of the business is unstable Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label Any album I put out gold or platinum, just a second Check the hardware on my walls is major, just for the record
Read about you in a book or two, now tell me, Bust Please discuss were they all lies or some of it true? Well, I read about you in a couple of books too, son But I don't even know, tell me which book you readin' from
Aight, next caller, hey Busta, heard about you on Miss Jones Why you bringin' up old shit? You need to leave that alone So I'm sayin' is it true what she said? Did you jump right out from between her legs and start fryin' eggs?
I can't remember exactly but I used to ride to her hood And pick her up all hours at night, thought the pussy was good 'Bout 15 years ago, shit, I can't imagine she'd remember That a nigga made a mean egg sandwich
I seen a couple websites try to put you on blast With your relationship with home girl with the real fat ass Who? You talkin 'bout, Deelishis? Yeah, her body is vicious She like trouble, thus we only friends, y'all made us a couple
How do you deal with the gossip, rumors and lies And feelin' like each and every move you make is analyzed? It's all good, you see the blessin' is a gift and a curse To be in a position I am, shit can be worse
I know my time's runnin' short, so let me get to this thought I'm sure you wanna thank your fans for all of their support Absolutely, see y'all are why I shine like the sun Big up to all my peeps who been ridin' with me since day one
It's why I walk the streets with pride, you niggaz know how I shit it It's why I rep it thorough for all the fans who stay committed Now you've been gettin' it in since way back when So what you say to critics sayin' you can't do it again?
See I ain't gotta say shit to 'em, I'm off to somethin' else Nigga, check my résumé, bitch, it speak for itself It's why I always do what I do and I big up my chest God put His hands on me, you could see that I'm blessed And I'm grateful
Aight, it's time to go But I thank y'all for tunin' on in to the 'Live in the Den' show And if you don't know, now you know And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Holla Busta That's what's up, man? Holla You crazy, nigga
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