Harsh

Styles P & Rick Ross & Busta Rhymes - Rap, In English
Harsh
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Lyrics
[Intro: Busta Rhymes] You know, one day I got a call from the Ghost Who told me I had to get on this conference call To discuss a little business with him and the homey Rozay Know a situation transpired Where a nigga had to get dealt with a little harshly Yeah [Verse 1: Styles P] Root for the villain and shoot with no feelin' Like Audio Two, yeah the crew is top billin' Blowin' the Dutch in the coupe with no ceilin' Invisible bully like The Gooch when I'm illin' Cash too green, it's taped to the toilet Like I'm Michael Corleone in the bathroom scene Young black Vito, chopped and wrapped kilos Clap torpedoes, stack Doritos We in the Mexico sippin' the mojito Discussin' perico, green weed and diesel AK muzzle airholes you can see through Ridin' the bulletproof five, yeah, I'm lethal [Chorus: Busta Rhymes & Rick Ross] Yo, when niggas hear this shit, they say it's (Harsh) Type of shit that make you wan' handle a nigga (Harsh) Act hostile, aggressive and kinda (Harsh) I'm like a Rothschild with money, that's why I'm (Harsh) How we dealin' with 'em? (Harsh) How we dealin' with 'em? (Harsh) How we handlin' em? (Harsh) How we manglin' 'em? (Harsh) Stop bitchin', you the one who done caused me to act (Harsh) It's that L.O.X shit right here And if I'm itchin' and you front, it's my duty to act [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Style is infectious, actress in a Lexus Sunroof open, hashish for breakfast Beef never settle, I'm Lyor to the ghetto (Huh) Russell with the hustle, Rick Rubin with the metal When I lick a shot, I'm aimin' at ya top floor (Woo) Blocks like stocks, everybody bought more (Hah) Birds fell out the sky, rats could drop dead Flyin' through Bed-Stuy, white drop head Sticky green twist, guillotine click (Huh) Dapper Dan three-piece suit for the trip Link with Dominicanos, straight to Sofrito Three point range, hit free throws with kilos (Huh) [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Yo, when niggas hear this shit, they say it's (Harsh) Type of shit that make you wan' handle a nigga (Harsh) Act hostile, aggressive and kinda (Harsh) I'm like a Rothschild with money, that's why I'm (Harsh) How we dealin' with 'em? (Harsh) How we dealin' with 'em? (Harsh) How we handlin' em? (Harsh) How we manglin' 'em? (Harsh) Stop bitchin', you the one who done caused me to act (Harsh) And if I'm itchin' and you front, it's my duty to act [Verse 3: Styles P] Shine like brightening, sure but I'm the titan Hard like when Cus D'Amato was trainin' Tyson Gun, weed and 'gnac in the car but no license Life on top of the city could touch lightning Cocaine wave, dollar bill slave Rangler's tough but the inside is suede Ride with Louch and 'Kiss until I see a grave One third of a legacy Pedigree is I can make a don a don cause of integrity Rap like a phenomenon, sleep for a better dream Nine is for deadin' things, smoke for medicine BIG is the only rapper I don't think that I'm better than [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Yo, when niggas hear this shit, they say it's (Harsh) Type of shit that make you wan' handle a nigga (Harsh) Act hostile, aggressive and kinda (Harsh) I'm like a Rothschild with money, that's why I'm (Harsh) How we dealin' with 'em? (Harsh) How we dealin' with 'em? (Harsh) How we handlin' em? (Harsh) How we manglin' 'em? (Harsh) Stop bitchin', you the one who done caused me to act (Harsh) And if I'm itchin' and you front, it's my duty to act [Verse 4: Busta Rhymes] Yo, I rub stones together and cast a spell quick Like a Zo hittin' voodoo blessings 'fore I move bricks I beat you like the number eleven with two sticks Money from the door then when I bop with two chicks (Come on) It won't stop, never stop, there he go again Together watch the coke and how the baking soda blend Fredricka kinda pure, see how we make the fiends flock And watch the line for the coca quickly wrap around the block They say we bad for business cause the coke price dropped How we flooded and we bubble white 'til it's white hot (What?) Pot purchases we choppin' up to pieces 'Til only the shake is left, countin' the profit in Ibiza Eight million dollar yacht, scotch, a little refer Diamonds so big, they call it an obnoxious little creature Money to cop original paintings of Mona Lisa High the way I feel a cloud sittin' on my Caesar [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Yo, when niggas hear this shit, they say it's (Harsh) Type of shit that make you wan' handle a nigga (Harsh) Act hostile, aggressive and kinda (Harsh) I'm like a Rothschild with money, that's why I'm (Harsh) How we dealin' with 'em? (Harsh) How we dealin' with 'em? (Harsh) How we handlin' em? (Harsh) How we manglin' 'em? (Harsh) Stop bitchin', you the one who done caused me to act (Harsh) And if I'm itchin' and you front, it's my duty to act
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Credits
- Writers
- Busta Rhymes
- Rick Ross
- Styles P