Busta Rhymes - Fire Lyrics
Intro:Busta rhymes, 2000We got the fire nowCome on!Verse 1:Hey, come on, heyWhether its from all of usYou best believe busta rhymes more flavor than all the restFrom all the mess, hardcoreness from all the stressGotsta get this flawless flow from off my chestWhose impossible folding impossible flowAint a thing in the world that aint culpable so soI make you anticipate greatType shape real live niggas appreciateTo the utmost I pack toast, keep the gat closedRun niggas to the island I pack mostAfter the gun burst quench my blood thirstWe will be leavin you much worse so one hearseYo, now we embellish ***** the jealousAnd they mark on niggas now what you gon tell usSkydiver, short circuit just like a live wireAnd give it the niggas because we got the fire!Chorus:All my people in the place (iyyiiiyyiiiiyyiiiiyyiiiii)Just put your hands up in the airAnd while we blow the spot and keep it hotYou got that fire!Jump, shake, bounce when we come to you turn you outIts flipmode squad that keeps on right your rightest placeWe got that fire!Verse 2:AiyyoRock until Im goneTill the partys over and he start turnin the lights onType of shit, right inside your whole crew be onBe the bullshit, so keep movin onNo I aint havin itWhy you grabbin it, my flow is immaculatePassionate when it comes to the fire that you have to getThen I tackle it and kill like we jackal and jaffolitRob niggas and give it to the church so they can raffle itNow you can distinguish howAfro-english flowin broke in englishWitness how we stay hot and how we keep us goslinWomen flawsin blow the spot often(what) niggas say (what) you need to calculateRe-evaluate the shit off so we retaliateMarinate, when I give the hustle and carry weightAnd bust up niggas like you would have the bleat estateIts the niggas like yall I hits for only when it countsBlack on the set and make mother*****ers bounceConnected the raw types of shitTo make your ***** bug and make niggas pull out cakeHey I think its whack yo, I stack dough, and pack a rap showAnd then let all of my niggas in the back doorAnd let the spot short circuit just like a live wireAnd give it the niggas because we got the fire!ChorusFire!
