Master Fard Muhammad-Busta Rhymes/Rick Ross

[00:00.000] 作词 : T. Smith/W.I Robberts/T. Cottrell/T. Martin [00:00.895] 作曲 : T. Smith/W.I Robberts/T. Cottrell/T. Martin [00:01.790]Have mercy for the spirits still prayin' for me [00:04.428]Times are hard so forgive me if I smell funny [00:07.040]Sleeping in cars, it be real with no hotel money [00:09.731]Louis Vuitton, you just get it 'cause your man want it [00:12.213]Pictures and captures let me know that you ain't tell somethin' [00:15.426]Middle school, bitches used to call me Bruce Bruce [00:18.169]Now it's stretch Maybachs in the coupes too (Maybachs) [00:20.807]Like jewels, I'm just tryna pack a deuce deuce [00:23.498]Diplomats, Arabic how I'm makin' my moves [00:26.240]Road to riches, ****in' bitches in my favorite shoes [00:29.375]She thought I had a seizure, told her April fools [00:31.883]F*ck a lawsuit, bitch I'm tryna make the news [00:34.600]Master Mohammed sold silk goin' door to door [00:37.186]Givin' knowledge to the brothers that wanted more [00:39.876]We a nation of brothers such a wonderful force [00:42.959]Go straight to the Quran if you wanted source [00:45.545]I know God so proud, you becoming the boss [00:48.131]Cold world with the flows, keep a nigga wrong [00:50.978]We was sleepin' on the floors when they used to storm [00:53.747]I just wanna get a home for my only mom [00:56.673]This a dream to make her proud of her only son [00:59.259]This a dream to make her proud of her only son [01:02.864]Make her proud of her only son [01:04.876]This a dream to make her proud of her only son [01:09.133]And I'm number one (Maybach) [01:13.000]Look at my Piguet yo, it's about that time [01:15.089]Light sparkle off my jewelry, it's about that shine [01:17.911]Money bust out of every pocket, it's about that grind [01:20.627]A schoolin' dude, especially when a nigga third eye blind [01:23.579]Can't give a f*ck about what's yours [01:24.938]Only concerned about mine's, nigga [01:26.662]They steerin' like all of this hypnosis it's heavy [01:29.065]If looks could kill, I'd probably die countless deaths already [01:31.625]Gillette razor sharp shooter, shootin' star like a comet [01:34.551]Swag gave birth to millions like Master Fard Muhammad boss [01:37.868]Lookin' relaxed like I don't wanna be bothered [01:40.533]I thank God for the blessings of past pages [01:42.440]I journey through a jungle aligned, so unscathed [01:45.731]Until I speakin' tongues when I visit my aunt's grave [01:48.500]And hustle like a genius with strength of my mans slave [01:51.295]It gets deeper while singing this praise, walk with me now [01:54.351]I bless the hood while I keep 'em them harder [01:56.493]Unconditional love is a daughters love for a father [01:59.498]In dream flying through the clouds on the planes that I charter [02:02.058]And documented moments, time becomin' a martyr [02:04.670]While I merge through corporations expandin' a little larger now [02:07.909]For the sole purpose, my people can all eat [02:10.286]Through the desperate folks, occupying at Wall Street [02:12.924]But I'm torn in the studio, givin' you all heat [02:15.641]They may think their ignorance is bliss busy they saying' they born street [02:18.384]On their hands and knees just like they walkin' on four feet [02:21.231]Damn, look what they really turnin' us into [02:24.183]A savage smelling blow 'em out, functioning in the mental [02:26.769]With baggage through the mud that they draggin' until they settle [02:29.329]I ration up success sniffin' a rose petal [02:32.177]If you violate the truth, your body with feel the metal [02:34.946]Listen to these words with the power to fuel rockets [02:37.845]Just in the same time its so perfect for me drop this [02:40.536]It's getting to the point where they beggin' the kid to stop it [02:43.227]It's hard to honor such requests when you're bathin' in profit [02:46.231]Witness shit I said that's come to pass they calling my prophet, lord [02:49.522]Especially how I touch the people when I'm speakin' [02:51.533]So precious like a moment of watchin' a baby sleepin' [02:54.355]Infectious like opponents that's always catchin' a beatin' [02:57.280]From journeys that I travel and missions I be completin' [02:59.945]Put the mic down and leave it with momma for safe keepin' [03:04.908]Hahaha, wow [03:18.283]Let me hear that shit again son [03:21.757]Take notes! [03:24.709]Write it down, get a pad [03:27.112]Learn mother****ers, learn, from a god Emcee [03:33.617]Ain't too many left [03:36.934]That's right, there's only a few out there [03:42.237]Mother****er everybody talkin' about [03:44.379]Busta Rhymes [03:46.730]Bussabuss, the man you trust [03:49.551]In Bust, we trust [03:51.850]Ash to the ashes, dust to dust [03:55.037]The only nigga we trust is Bussabuss