A Trip Out of Town (Amended Version)-Busta Rhymes

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:10.95]Busta Rhymes [00:16.68]Yo it all began like bust it [00:33.69]My ni**a City bout to bounce on a trip [00:49.92]We met some niggas with alot of things they want em to flip [00:55.92]I told my ni**a get the dough and keep the blau on your hip [00:58.68]Travel safe you know that I'ma hold it down on the strip [01:01.41]Good lookin word to mother son I give you my wit [01:03.90]But when I get back I'ma bounce straight to your crib [01:06.78]On the strength son slid until you to the Greyhound [01:09.15]Wit a burner in the knapsack headed straight outta town [01:12.12]Now three days pass I'm still on the strip [01:14.82]Doin hand to hand with twelve collapsible stashable clips [01:17.22]With little magnets on the side of the clips we planted like a project [01:20.49]When police come we stick the clips in any metal object [01:23.49]Throwin a ni**a on the walls and try to search me down [01:25.71]I laugh knowin that my stash'll never be found [01:27.90]Well anyway on the third day son came straight to the strip [01:31.17]Wit a new floss and shiny shoes on the whip [01:33.42]My ni**a hit me with the latest greatest [01:35.31]He told me get inside the whip so I can know just what the up to date is [01:38.61]He said he f**kin wit some Guyanese niggas how ill them niggas is [01:41.55]What kind of dough they get and how they handle they biz [01:43.98]How they connect with Jamaician niggas who speak American [01:46.65]And how they chains swung a medallion iced out pelicans [01:49.92]And how they stay wit four pounders [01:51.57]And speak American to try to blend in [01:53.31]Like they ain't obvious out of towners [01:55.23]Okay I've never heard of workers gettin five G's pay [01:57.81]For trips that last for only 2-3 day [01:59.94]How these Guyanese niggas be eatin pasta but they love zucchini [02:03.30]Rockin valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini [02:05.82]Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em [02:08.37]Rockin baseball fitters with wild animal skins on 'em [02:11.37]How they rock silks and tailor made pants [02:13.29]And get a matching bally shoe for the silk to step in the dance [02:16.71]Washrags hangin from every one of our back pockets [02:18.96]From every fine wine to champagne them niggas'll straight cop it [02:21.90]And set up shops in them neighborhoods that was residential [02:24.42]Rock laced whips while the workers'll floss the latest rentals [02:27.27]How they f**k with arrogant b**ches who act p**sy [02:29.55]And love to hustle wit niggas and stash coke up in they p**sy [02:32.67]After all of that I wanted ones [02:34.53]The way my ni**a was talkin so next trip I went to bounce with son [02:37.89]So now we out of town with Guyanese cats [02:39.87]Up in they gates bubbling packages and layin wit gats [02:42.72]Sh*t was slow until the main fiend was offed [02:44.64]Just like a thief in the night [02:45.87]And spread the word that we was back with the white [02:47.91]Intermission [02:48.36]Ayo why don't you tell that crackhead to close the f**kin door [02:51.06]And shut the f**k up [02:51.84]Yeah man and clean the motherf**king spot up smell like [02:54.78]Break the f**kin breakdown in the working city yo go get the plates [02:57.36]And the gym star [02:58.32]Yo light that up lemme hit that gimme a light yeah man cut that [03:01.20]F**k this sh*t [03:01.41]Busta Rhymes [03:01.89]Yeah see how we blowin pa [03:03.78]The lookout niggas holdin fort like they was watchtowers [03:06.51]Buggin on how we went through a half a brick every couple of hours [03:09.75]So on and so on sh*t is good and we eatin [03:11.94]First ni**a to short a package will catch the most brutal beatin [03:15.15]The whole town see we now own it [03:17.16]Carryin on and blemishing all in the hearts of the best moments [03:20.46]We stackin cheddar now and sh*t is all clear [03:22.50]And we was growin as workin niggas wit aspiring ideas [03:25.74]We love to floss and the feeling of pushing chrome sh*t [03:28.14]But in the grand scheme these niggas'll love to have they own sh*t [03:30.90]Now these niggas was really ready to swell up [03:33.12]We decided to separate from them niggas and make our sh*t develop [03:36.54]Off in to the wilderness of the wicked Husid [03:39.15]We set up shops and watched the games begin [03:41.13]So now we ballin like a motherf**ker money was sick [03:43.98]Gas on the cheddar and these b**ches ridin the dick [03:46.62]F**kin everything from the local McDonald's b**ches with the biggest a** [03:49.74]To attorney b**ches that'll beat a charge fast [03:51.87]We used to takin niggas' custies and leave they set up on tilt [03:54.81]And watch 'em angrily scheme on the sh*t that we built [03:57.30]Ain't it funny how sh*t transpire in fact [03:59.97]Not too long after our ride we took the winner's stash house was at [04:02.91]Some niggas tried to run a jook with things in they palm [04:05.37]Not a problem so immediately reach for the john [04:08.07]Right away the gun BUST straight lifted a ni**a [04:10.38]How we moved his organs with kickback shifted a ni**a [04:13.23]Wild shots fire everybody scatter like rats [04:15.84]Leavin nothing but gunpowder and a trail of smoke in these gats [04:18.87]Now we got this faggot ni**a blood on our hands [04:21.18]But f**k it determined to fulfill the best of these plans [04:24.00]Sh*t was hot but we was nowhere near ready to fall [04:26.52]My son said he shot but he wasn't bleeding at all [04:29.37]Word I started buggin when my ni**a said he feel cold [04:31.98]Then I looked up on the right side of his shirt and found a little hole [04:34.98]So as we continue to radically blaze the fifth [04:37.62]Flame the iron not giving a f**k y'all niggas wanna rip [04:40.47]Well we deaded three out of the four niggas who tried to jook [04:42.99]One ni**a slid and think he got off the hook [04:45.03]Now let me find out one out of them three niggas we bodied [04:47.94]Was one of them Guyanese niggas who buy drinks up for the party [04:51.15]He was the ni**a to flood the table with champagnes [04:53.61]Stupid m**********r tried to front we had to leak his brain [04:56.31]Suddenly my ni**a fell to the floor [04:58.38]And said his legs feel like them shits ain't got no feelins no more [05:01.29]More the actin up the more the sh*t I felt in my gut [05:03.78]The sh*t was all over as soon as the director said CUT [05:07.23]That's a wrap good actin motherf**kers good actin [05:09.69]That's the sh*t I'm talkin about [05:11.52]Y'all ready to watch the playback [05:13.29]F**k around that sh*t'll be a box office smash motherf**kers [05:18.72]applause [05:18.93]THE END