Busta Rhymes - Berzerk my style lyrics

Now this sh**'s about to kick off, this party looks wack Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back That's why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-aag Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket But quick to get it impaled when I tell 'em stick it So sick I'm looking pale, oh that's my pigment Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, b**h The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, b**h Been Public Enemy since you thought PE was gym, b**h Kick your shoes off, let your hair down (Go berserk) all night long Grow your beard out, just weird out (Go berserk) all night long We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go Say f** it, before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody (go berserk) Grab your vial, yeah Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it Khaki's pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so I guess it ain't That aftershave or cologne that made 'em just faint Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint So if love is a chess game, check mate But girl, your body's bangin', jump me in, dang, bang-bang Yessiree Bob, I was thinkin' the same thang So come get on this Kid's rock, Bawitdaba, dang-dang Pow-pow, chica, pow, chica, wow-wow Got your gal blowing up a valve, valve-valve Ain't slowing down, throw in the towel, towel-towel Dumb it down, I don't know how, huh-huh, how-how At least I know that I don't know Question is are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid Hope so, now ho... We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m So crank the ba** up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go I say f** it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody (go berzerk) Get your vinyls They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo With the ugly Kardashian Lamar, oh sorry yo, we done both set the bar low Far as hard d** are though, that's the past But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow And girl, I ain't got no money to borrow But I am trying to find a way to get you a-loan (car note) Oh, Marshall Mathers sh**head with a potty mouth, get the bar of soap lathered Kangol's and Carheartless Cargos Girl you're fixing to get your heart broke Don't be absurd ma'am, you birdbrain baby I ain't called anybody baby since Birdman, unless you're a swallow Word Rick, word man you heard, but don't get discouraged girl This is your jam, unless you got toe jam