Busta Rhymes - A Quarter To Cutthroat Lyrics
Verse 1: charlie brownBring one mc, two mc, three mc.Send any mcs. it doesnt matter to me.Sterp up like a thief in the night.No wins and I begin. my third eye is bright.Here to shine. light skies the limit on d.l.Who fell, yeah time will tell.The leaders of the new.The #1 crew blunts and brew for the hip-hop school.Girls got my picture posters, pin-ups.Wanna skin up (big up, big up).Its a race against the clock, and I cant stop countdown,Hear the sound see boogie brown..(uptown saturday night) 125 we arrive so live from new york,Word life. you know I can kick it.At my show on the down low, youre sellin wolf-tickets.Ha ha, the trigger Im tryin to tell ya.Now my nigga, Im getting larger and bigger the factorHere to *****alak! a crack that back like a chiropractorJust the collective my perspective to beEffective is the main objective.(warriors come out and) props me say me nots.Any violations wont be tolerated.Lets not debate it if you hate it, cause I made it.The loot, the ***** tube, all that shit included,In a matter of seconds you will be excluded.Checka check it out.East coast stomp in action for rich or for poor.We created the fashion left (foot),Right (foot), stomp (stomp).Leaders of the new school do the east coast stomp.Well its a quarterQuarter. quarter. quarter.Quarter to cutthroat.A quarter. quarter. quarter. quarter.Quarter to cutthroat.Verse 2: dinco d.Its the power of importance making people act as is compare fair.From here to there, fair seems a little quizSo question what I conquer as kruger kills a kidMy friends got caught with luger so now he does the bidBring em in, bring em inSee the clock on the wall with one eye open.Scarface to brawl to panic seized quarter cut.Squeezed to ten gave quarter back five with a minute to win,Then plenty a many menWith any if any trend came rename fame shameTo backspin speakin spic spans off spills of crack binsSo get your action. right locating jaws draw.Bite mars is mourned warned rating.Torn wound a sprite bright light the mics.Mix vega a quarter woters.What you get when youre broke, becomes bodega bothering, soberingTing-a-ling-a-ling (ding).Right on to milo on the dot.Verse 3: miloYou want strength, what strength.What you really want strength.Milo in the dance is on chee.Lippie l.o.n.s. lenght. now nuff respect to the sekel set.Seeking section for recovery.D me a beg uni.Dont bother me. why, ooh.Because I and I am the one they callDe pum pum docter no bother.Get vex because I og check your daughter.Ideal punnie make the I feel better.Me naw. want to put me wood in the wall of fire.One step, two step. make you reach little high.You askin why oh why you have to make it bad so why oh.Inna me carkey suit and thing. love is all I bring inna the party.Party respect to yardie its a rude, boy.Type inna everybody. white, black, to chinie pass the heini, onset offset.No prisoners at war a quarter to cutthroat is the new school law.You better be in by sundown.Sending death threats from miles around.Busta bust down with the surround sound.Tic tac tic. ready to pickins hip-hop easy listning.Time to take order cause its a quarter to cut.What, what you cant front.ChorusVerse 4: busta rhymesNo more lucky charms for the malpractice tactics.Fiasco, fiskell, siskel and ebert.Criticism, devilish exorcism.I strive to destroy and kill all inconsiderate organisms.Time will only last for the ones who bust that ass.All gridlock thinking. you better think fast, quick!Because Im riffling down the stifling,Trifling sound whos killing who, times killing you.Stupid. you need to sweat yourself. dont sweat nobody else.I got my own perspiration check the conversation.Minutes away, your ass is through dealing.Ha, smack yourself and find exactly your feeling.Its detrimental and essensial that I chemistry thoroughlyIn my dimensional dungeon residential vicinity.Wack germs. youre like a cureless growing disease.Go and suck the clitoris of a trichamonis. discharge cheese.Ha, ease. ha, substract counteract enemies, ha.Carrying on while I be ripping and shreddingGetter fierce gotta pierce the wack to stop the germs spreading.Before you striked, you caught a stroke.Now youre half-dead nigga, cause its a quarter to cutthroatQuarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!!Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!!Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!!Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!!Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! (fading)
