Pon De Attack(Explicit) - Da Bush Babees

Pon De Attack (Explicit) - Da Bush Babees
Lyrics by：Acklins Dillon/Harold Lee/Jamahl Hanna
Composed by：Joe Matias/Acklins Dillon
Sometimes I get so wild
I blow up pow
Here I come now
Check out the new style
Oh my God child
Here comes the word dripper
Word to black tripper
Lyrical whipper slicker n***a
Case closed like a zipper
I'll flip ya with the style on the mic
From the arm at pm dawn
Next plan is hype
So I excite to hold tight
The underground sounds
Jus got off jacobs ladder
So won't you let me come down
Let me come down I'll kill someone
With the gats son at least some men are in
Some say I'm awesome
Jus like John I got the whole single
Ton on your back
An' it's like that
So I drive girls crazy
Ask Mrs daisy
Jump up an praise me
Nobody can phase me
I amaze me 'cuz yo my
Tracks got the boomers
Kickin' the s**t that
Make ya back flip outcha bloomers
I'll murder him
I'll murder them
Put me on the track
For black I'll kill them
Rudeboy I sting and a badboy I shock
Inside the clip man qwe load up the glock
On shot tocks so we hafta bust shot
Start from the bottom make we rise to the top
I rock
Hip hop the best G
I snipe just like wesley
Crunch like nestle
Tell me who's the best G
Bush babee bad man
I'll flip the rap
Got the hand on the gat
Plus I'm on the attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Ya just can't stop
The rhymantically dreadified
Lyrically ill
Booger pickin'
Butt scrathin'
Heads a flyin the illest
Or should I say
The most illified
Type of hyperactive
Lyricalmatical
Boombastically bonified
Hyper technical
Unforgattable
Crazy sweatable
Individual
Quick to put up a battle
Rowdy rapper goes bazootey
Baggin' up the goodies
The rough rasta bootey
Mr man is attackin'
That's when I get conniving
So hold your freaking horses
The boss is arriving
I gave a wussup like martin
Chill kid I'm startin'
I beg your pardon
Got it locked like a warden
Applaudin' 'cuz I got the illified flow
Ya know the flow
Yo Mr man steal the show
Hecka hecka heck yeah
Just 'cuz I'm the lyrical master blaster
Capitol rapitol mrman
So I rhyme faster than ya moms
Could make a batch of big brown booger snacks
When I doodle da doot doot doot attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attacka break a DJ offa his spot
But if a DJ wan fe disc jock
Fe come up on top
Pon de attack break a DJ offa his spot
But if a DJ wan fe disc jock fe come up on
No me says break a leg a leg
An dis boy can't jump
Because fe line shoulda drop an' rise to the top
An' lissen a' rudebwoy know yall can't stop
Buck a bust those shot a try they move dey a*s
An' but dem wrote dem
'Cuz when dey can not
So n***a fling two thing
So bucks those shot
Some brand new tune
An' put dey pon top
Because me rough me tough
Me light me black
Me charm me thin
Me sting me shot
Me quick no false
Me rap me track
Me leave 'em on top a dey roof
An make dey can't come back
An' if a DJ ever test a might to chop dem foot
Mic take one two
An' bombed on dey squad
An' buck a real shot
When me tryfe on dey track
Buss some buss some
An' me goes to have fun
An' lissen to bush babbes 'cuz we run things hard too
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack
Pon de attack it goes pon de attack