This is dedicated to all those who don't see it coming... (Chorus: Busta Rhymes) You can live true baby, you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life Aiyyo you're running out of time, and you bout to cross The finish line, the finish line (Repeat Chorus) (Verse One: Busta Rhymes) And, yo! I can't afford to waste a second Steppin with my eyes on niggaz checkin on my weapons Every millisecond, motherfuckers say they true to this But when they grab the microphone they shit sound like stupidness *Beatboxing* Hah, mad to pull another vicious scandal I know that you can't handle when I flip from other angles now Feel my hot wax, burning from my melting candles You can't take the heat, so you switch from boots to wearing sandals This is for example! Shit will make a nigga curse When worse comes to worse, you be the first to disperse now We don't BELIEVE your man was living like that Hoping to find that nigga see exactly where his heart was at It's a damn shame how Son know your style, know your name Watch how he pull your file, make you wish you never fuckin came NOW Even the hardest motherfucker has his final day So kill that shit you talkin, and be about your fuckin way (Chorus 2X) (Verse Two: Busta Rhymes) Yo, everyday I see you on the block smoking With a bunch of niggaz scoping on how they can split you WIDE open You don't even know what's going on up in your circle Awful murder niggaz itch to leave you black blue and purple Ahh, your man came to put you on and tried to make you bleed Hit you with some shit that left you flippin mad in disbelief You just can't believe that niggaz that you smoke with is on it And the way they rass they really got to bust yo' shit! Thought your man was joking, paid no attention to the situation Got with your crew and just continued smoking Now your man sit and watch you panic In any other situation you'd be fronting like you gigantic I guess all that fronting is your main talent It's apparent, he can see right through you like you transparent Hah, aiyyo you need to watch your back you running out of time Watch your step, cuz you only inches from the finish line (Chorus 2X) (Verse Three: Busta Rhymes) Now, there's about a million motherfuckers on your trail Quick to bust your shit for every single time your words failed I'm watchin all the moves you makin fuck the speculatin Super-bitch nigga you just be fakin if I'm not mistakin Every move you fake you dig your grave a little deeper Come around me with that shit I'ma flip it to my brother's keeper Listen to this: overstress my emphasis I insist to fix and bring the noise as long as I exist Now you walk around the streets with all that shit you speak And step inside the club just to receive the illest ass beating HOO! Take a look around you get no type of sympathy Impatiently, I sit and watch you die in your own iniquity Hah, now you out dead and stinkin, and your eyes are no longer blinkin Time caught up quick, with your little BITCH way of thinkin Ahh, watch you diminish, while your niggaz have to put a finish On your misleading false image (Chorus 5X) Word is bond, bond is life You shall be willing to give your life Before your words shall fail All those who out there frontin, misleading they peoples Actin other than they really are It will catch up to you player, word is bond So that's, specifically, to all those fake motherfuckers Living out here on that bullshit Trying to act like they know what the fuck's going on

Catch 'em by surprise Catch 'em by surprise Catch 'em by surprise Let's go Bounce to the beat, people hands up Everybody in the place stand up And jump it, shake it, bust the club Til the whole entire building is rammed up And there's nothing you can do to hold 'em off And when the beautiful women be showing off We're 'bout to cause a riot in this house Till we're hearing the fire alarms going off We got 'em watching Do we really got them all in a trance? Aooow! We got 'em watching Do we really got them all in a trance? Aooww! We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized C'mon Everytime time I come in And I step up in the building And we lit the fires So I hope you know we got our run on Cause you gotta know that when we get this right Or whenever I'm in the spot There ain't no question if you gotta C'mon And hurt 'em up (Give it to 'em) Let them up (Let me do them) Spark another match and let it flame Get your dumb on! Everybody get ready now Everytime I do what I do Bust' ryhmes make the people wanna C'mon Let's go cause you know we go'n fly (Go'n fly) Get on Everybody get, get Now I wanna see all of my people form a line If you're with me wanna see ya just C'mon With Diplo and Tiësto We're about to create a fiasco Now get your club on And if my people is really wit' me then C'mon We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized We got 'em hypnotized Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise Let's catch 'em by surprise C'mon We got 'em hypnotized Aoooww We got 'em hypnotized Aoooww We got 'em hypnotized Aoooww We got 'em hypnotized Aoooww We got 'em hypnotized Aoooww We got 'em hypnotized Aoooww We got 'em hypnotized Aoooww We got 'em hypnotized Aoooww

Yeah Pick up the pace now C'mon Yeah This feel like that tight shit That make you just go get the keys to your whip And just bounce Bounce bounce bounce N'ah mean Go stop at the little spot Get you a little bag of the lie And just bounce bounce Yo Now watch a nigga tongue kiss the track like it was fried chicken Spicy seasoning was finger licking Everything looks grand and I feel so good today Jewels jingling below my belly You know we steady talk shit to them bitches when we be on the celly Four wheelin' with a fifth of henny See now we whippin' and we dippin' through traffic Like we don't give a fuck Niggas follow how we bounce in the truck Then we whylin and we thugging a little Yo we ain't wylin' much A little mellow from the spark of the dutch Down shift, throw it in the fifth gear with my foot on the clutch Speed balling, like we all in a rush While we switch a couple of lanes Flick my little hazard light on Better pull over and get on the lawn Yo, move the barricade, and let my niggas park on the block Make a grand entry up in the spot You know we only here to take all of the food out the pot It's only right cause niggas know we be taking they slack Now let's get high, and let's get drunk You feel that bounce, then turn it up You light your L, and blaze it up Get in the game, and change it up Come in the spot, and flame it up Let's get this dough, and live it up Let's get this dough, and live it up Let's get this dough, and live it up (live it up now) Yeah, so amazing, we blazing and changing the bounds Grazing y'all niggas, with something aiming to taking you out We never resort to any measure to keep you with me Wylin' with a sinky rinky dinky ring on pinky Follow the simple flow that'll cripple y'all niggas Drop the shit that'll shake and just ripple y'all niggas What, your boom scheme, get with the new thing Hit you and get y'all niggas, all into the new swing Ah, tally it up, rally it up From the streets to the alley, from the Eastern Cali and up I'm talking dope, all of my niggas, all of my bitches Give you something that'll split you up And leave you with stitches Looking pathetic, I hit y'all niggas with the conneticut Make you respect it, and beat you in the head till you get it Take off my jacket, hope you can match it When the DJ go scratch up the bounce I hope you could catch it So what Now let's get high, and let's get drunk You feel that bounce, then turn it up You light your L, and blaze it up Get in the game, and change it up Come in the spot, and flame it up Let's get this dough, and live it up Let's get this dough, and live it up Let's get this dough, and live it up Let's get this dough, and live it up (live it up now) Now let's get high, and let's get drunk You feel that bounce, then turn it up You light your L, and blaze it up Get in the game, and change it up Come in the spot, and flame it up Let's get this dough, and live it up (live it up now) Let's get this dough, and live it up (live it up now) Let's get this dough, and live it up (live it up now) Let's get this dough, and live it up (live it up now) Let's get this dough, and live it up (live it up now) Let's get this dough, and live it up Yeah, live it up now, yeah You know when you got shorty in the passenger side of the whip You bouncing from the club, step on the gas And just bounce bounce bounce, yeah Then shorty come with you to the nearest short stay Get up on top of that and just Bounce bounce bounce That's what I'm talking about niggas, yeah If you pushing down the Belt Parkway The Grand Central, the Long Island Expressway The Cross Island Expressway Southern state, Northern state, Parkway You know 95 South, Brooklyn Expressway, you know However way y'all traveling You just bounce bounce bounce Blunts burning and all Just keep the windows up though Let the smoke stay in the mutherfucking ride, yeah All my bitches in the passenger seat Now just bounce bounce bounce, yeah

Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty Do that thing you know I like No one watchin', it's just me and you, alright Yuh She a shy girl, but she a freak deep down (down) Pussy royalty, needs to be crowned (crowned) We should leave town (town), sex is better overseas Both your hands and both your knees Crawl over, grab hold of me Show me where you wanna take it (show me) Grab the headboard, hold on tight I think we 'bout to break it (break it) She wants more, she asks what's her reward for bein' patient Don't just undress me with your eyes Use your hands, let your mouth just glide Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty Do that thing you know I like No one watchin', it's just me and you, alright (yeah, yeah) Yuh (yeah, yeah, yeah) She said, "Spank me, that's the only way I learn" (come on) I said, "Okay, good girl, good girl" Tried to test her (yuh) patience, we didn't get far (yuh) Topped me off in the mornin' Now that's what I call a "head start" (top) Baby, don't be ashamed (nah) I'm cravin' it everyday Don't need to wait for the weekend For you to call out my name Baby, we could do this often (often) If those pants are botherin' you Take 'em off then (off then) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty Do that thing you know I like No one watchin', it's just me and you, alright (Yeah, yeah) I know everyone wants a pretty girl like you You look so good when you put me inside you Listen, there ain't nothing like that moan When the tip's in (ooh), good God (good God) Look at you, you're doin' such a good job (good job) Girl I'm proud of you (I am), I love the sound of you (ooh) Girl, you're mine now, you were made for me Come for me, baby, you don't gotta wait for me, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty Do that thing you know I like No one watchin', it's just me and you, alright Yuh We said we only friends, so how come we keep forgettin' That yo' my sweetest oblivion? We just fakin' with benefits See my icebreaker was tellin' you that I might break ya Our friends disapproved, but we not good advice takers They just jealous, so they twisted our love The ritual is kissin' you, givin' you dick 'til you- Come, come, uh Met you when I knew I only wanted one lover Then it happened one summer, I was cold before But I don't care if I get hurt, every rose has thorns Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty, nasty Yeah, I want you to get nasty Do that thing you know I like No one watchin', it's just me and you, alright