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"As I come back" [[[ Busta Rhymes
"Vents One"
[Verse 1]
Word em' up yo
Hard to breathe and hard to chill
The balaclava mask appeal
'89 pop loud, ghetto blast the fill
I'm Seagal, Hard To k**
Marked for d**h, whatever ba*tard I miss the karma will
Get em' to cause an effect, had to let em' roast
Get em' close and hit em' with a f**ing holy ghost
I left battle rap alone
Stuck to savaging the machine, chew and laugh on the bone
sh** went kinda nuts when I f**ed with the top shelf
"Mr. Trials" getting down with your bad self
Zapatista, f** the police ya
Take the power back, rhymes ell' beat ya
To d**h, Koresh, Waco text
Phone tap or task force ain't no less
Raised around wolves, don't take no mess
Born to bleed designed for d**h but hard to k**
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"As I come back" [[[ Busta Rhymes
"Vents One"
[Hook]
So where we at?
We've come to a terrible place
Paranoid, clinical, unbearable case
Deep in the third rhyme medical waste
I reign terror, 6 dead - federal state
And who you be? Vents One you knew me
Low-key, go to work like Kool Moe Dee
Need a little bit of land so I could get free
Grow my own sh** then chill and stay hard to k**
[Verse 2]
k**ing a terrible thing to waste, post haste
But a rock won't take the style, we k**ing the rock with state of art
Que sera, you better pray to
Jah, Allah, Krishna, Koresh and the Pagan's star
I'm the primitive man, lay brick where the pyramids stand
In the great southern land where I roam
Prone to outbursts so take my stain with a bad habit
f** Fred Durst, we Megadeth, rust in peace, it's the ones deceased
Re-born then released to rise in the East
The sun of a thousand mad men on May The First, survive secarian birth
Residing in material, rank and serial number
Born with a barcode implanted in my brain
Torture lies authorised by the law, but I foresaw your demise
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