The Abstract & The Dragon

Lyrics

[Produced by Q-Tip] [Intro: Busta Rhymes] Yeah (Ugh, ugh), yeah Wa-wa-wa-wake the town and tell the people 'Bout the musical disc coming your way! Hehe, yeah, the Abstract [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] One time, yo, watch how I kick it and rhyme slow With the slimes though, fleet of Suburbans and Tahoes Time to push out, niggas are back, the tools out Word to King Tut, we shakin' they, takin' they boobs out Bitches frantic, then fuck with a nigga, I say it best Bring your girl, shorty, both of you come do a taste test Now they both tryna play though, I love the way they handle me Could do this everyday though, let 'em suck it all up out of me Let 'em loose, they come back and do it the same way To make 'em sickle down a bit while they give me their ashtray While they also bring a nigga that money, it's pay day What the fuck, nigga? Yo Ain't no way in the world Shit ain't bangin' through your speaker while we fuckin' shit up My chain hangin' and we had to build until I was up This shit is ringin' and in case you didn't know its the Abstract and the Dragon [Hook: Busta Rhymes] Boom, Bap, original rap Boom, Bap, original rap [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] Bitch, the Dragon is back! Oh, no, with the Abstract, rappin' and lettin' the bass go Then we blaze those, making 'em blacker than disco With a fist full of money, we bakin' a pistol It's official, when I come through, my clique whole Shit to let off, and let the shit blow (Boo!) Then we all go get this money and pack the paid show Then we black from the front to the back, see, they know How to spot, get back in the cockpit The shit is not a secret, niggas know how we lock shit And how they flock shit when we come and we make 'em salute niggas Back they ratchet, pop their shit in the club and shoot niggas like See, we back with the bang bang And the boom bap, nigga, we give you the thang-thang Yo, Kamaal, I know you wanted to rhyme, it's my fault Well I'm excited by the slap you made, bring on the onslaught Mister Abstract, I see you done dug up back in the vault Yeah, we back up in the kitchen and giving 'em what they want Yeah, we pack shit thicker than niggas in banquets Get your blankets, most of you niggas need practice Just rehearsal with the hearses and line up the caskets Lot of rapper niggas actors and move like an actress We 'bout to hit you with the heat, 'cause we know when you're anxious Ayo, Kamaal, let's fuck 'em up and take 'em through the track list