Busta Rhymes - Watchalike lyrics

[Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo Kardinal! [Kardinal Offishall] Yes rudeboy? [Busta Rhymes] Talk to the people then, please! [Kardinal Offishall] Put some fire on this one [Intro: Kardinal Offishall & Busta Rhymes] Yeah yeah you know Circle Clique up in the place you know Kardinal Offishall in the place you know Busta Bust in the place you know Flipmode Squad in the place you know The whole T-Dot in the place you know New York in the place you know Get yo a** up [Kardinal Offishall] It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up magazine Now you can catch me and my n***as in the limousine An eight-seater, rollin' ten n***as deep With five chicks and n***as in the back in the Jeep Cruisin' the streets, word, get down, to the beat You don't stop til them n***as lick shots At the dance with a new dance, this is how we rock When we drop, showin' y'all that we just can't stop Yes, from the T-Dot, n***a We don't say "You know what I'm sayin'?" We say "Man, the shots sprayin'" For the n***as in the back (Clap, clap) See me with the new rap attack, in fact It's like that, at all times when I rhyme good Rep every hood, North ??? to the wood Then back to the streets and adapt, we maintain I maim whack cats standin' at a close range Tryin' to show y'all people that it ain't a game And it's all love, if you check what I'm sayin' Now what I'm sayin' is it's on tonight My n***as (Rock BaKardi) let me see what you like [Hook: Kardinal Offishall] My n***as in the back show love Straight from the man up above People gettin' down in the streets Middle finger, plus a n***a makes beats Gangstas, keepin' a tool at the waist No more gun shots in the place Cause n***as lickin' shots when the mic gets hot And my people rub a dub to the ba** [Busta Rhymes] (Flipmode!) Straight up, I hit up and shoot on the block Get up and grip on the spot Whip up and pick up a Glock, I make the blood spill up Spit up and pick up a shot Drip of it stick to your socks, b**h Take a trip, controllin' the strip on your block, b**h See I ain't finished stickin' the dick in your crotch, b**h Now sit and watch, b**h Another notch, you turnin' my sh** up and rock A little too eager to drop (C'mon, what!) So, let's do it a bit quicker and split up your knot A short circuit, like an electrical shock So say it to shepherd n***as, so say it to flock (C'mon!) Before I send a b**h to go take what you got Actin' like he didn't know the b**h, then you must have forgot, b**h Rip up a n***a, stick up and kick up a n***a It could be a million dudes, go rally your clique up my n***a (C'mon!) Before we make you want to go ditch on your n***as Switch on them n***as, before we bring the b**h out of you n***as [Hook: Kardinal Offishall] [Kardinal Offishall (Busta Rhymes)] Yo, yo, last letter in the episode (Let me see who to ??? from those who don't know) Put your right foot in (Now wait, step back) Repeat with the left and add the (Clap, clap) How we move makin', too much at stake in The rap game these days, we got (Itchy man) trigger finger look A little itchy man, while I stay Ichiban Tryin' to get money man Y'all stay funny man, I'm a lesbian Only like women, dun'know that's the master plan Stan, why you tryin' to look like me? (You best stay home chillin' out with your wifey) This thing here's for the strong at heart, and the strong of the mind We need warriors, not your kind Trust me dude (Don't mean to be rude But I'll eat the food) Kardinal stamped it, double octave Rappin' like a bull on the mic, never dropped it If it ain't Timbs, then I'm rockin' some Nikes Party people tell me what you like please [Hook: Kardinal Offishall - 2X]