Busta Rhymes - Footsteps lyrics

[Intro: Clinton Sparks] Let’s go! [Chorus: Labba, Clinton Sparks] Take a walk in our footsteps What you find is that hood sh*t Take a walk in our footsteps (Labba) What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood sh*t, ya heard? (Clinton Sparks) Take a walk in our footsteps (Flipmode) What you find is that hood sh*t Take a walk in our footsteps What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood sh*t, ya heard? (Smashtimeradio.com) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Bus’ Rhymes ni**a, you know who the fu*k it is And e’rytime I come you ni**as know the instruction is To get low get flat, you know the routine See it’s the God up in the hottest since I stepped on the scene See it’s the squad Flipmode b*tch a powerful team of ni**as That’ll come and manufacture heat and’ll fu*k up your cream I’m sayin’ ni**as know exactly what I do Let mе make a movie and sh*t on ni**as at the drop of a dimе that’s a tour of duty E’rytime I mastermind a spit, and I light a stem up Continuous I’m gassed to climb this b*tch while I hock the phlegm up Constantly I captivate see y’all ni**as know my doctrine without the slightest compromise sh*t tighter than ni**as gon’ lock it It’s harder for ni**as to breathe I call ya huffy puffies Regardless I run through ya team I know it’s gettin’ stuffy ‘cause I apply the pressure to bend you ni**as out of shape And scrape the street with you f*ggots and beat you like a fu*kin’ ape [Chorus: Labba] Take a walk in our footsteps What you find is that hood sh*t Take a walk in our footsteps What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood sh*t, ya heard> Take a walk in our footsteps What you find is that hood sh*t Take a walk in our footsteps What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood sh*t, ya heard? [Verse 2: Labba] Di-di-da-di, di-di-da-di-dang The AK47, pressed on your chin How the fu*k you gon’ rap? How the fu*k you gon’ act? How did it feel to have a monkey on your back? (That’s hood sh*t) Better yet, King Kong Tell your benchwarmers ni**a, “stay warm” (You ain’t comin’ out) Put [?] on, since Puff put on the greatest And y’all ni**as hate us So, hoe fly in a jet plane ni**as goin’ insane Jive go release my sh*t (release that boy) And what you gon’ find is gangster sh*t If you walk in my footsteps you gon’ find hood sh*t