[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hear me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave
Wave at me, and then I wave back
I hope you know I see the way you look at me
Now, why you lookin' at me like that?
You see, our nature is completely different
I only see myself around people
They always tryna tell us we are the same
But no, we're not еqual
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hеar me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave
[Verse 1: Rampage]
Rampage, I came a long way
I gotta thank God for seein' another day
Throughout my struggles and all my life lessons
I gotta stay humble, I gotta count my blessin's
I'm puttin' God first in anything I do
Greatest in the flesh, let me talk for a few
You're playin' with the fire, there's somethin' that can never cool
Trump tryna put us in cages, I'm droppin' Jews
Now this is bad timin', everybody's confused
This is that extension, I heard it on the news
They try to kill us dead or keep us as live food
They try to feed on niggas like nibblin' cashews
[Verse 2: Rah Digga & Busta Rhymes]
"Barbecue Becky," "Corner Store Caroline," "Permit Patty"
Like, damn, where we draw the line?
How 'bout we give you a reason for that police report?
Douse 'em in some gasoline, smack 'em with a tiki torch
Stomp on their MAGA hats, start doin' the Cabbage Patch
Vibranium for your closed feet and cataracts
See a real nigga in a real nigga habitat
And when you see me, just wave
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hear me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave
Wave at me, and then I wave back
I hope you know I see the way you look at me
Now, why you lookin' at me like that?
You see, our nature is completely different
I only see myself around people
They always tryna tell us we are the same
But no, we're not equal
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hear me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave
[Verse 3: Spliff Star with Busta Rhymes]
Trump said he wanted to be "Great again" (What he say?)
But in the same breath, he degraded the Mexican (Fucked up, man)
Spanish, Black, anything that's Mexican (Mhm)
We all play hard, but not all of us born to win (Nope)
Judge me by my color and the clothes I wear (Fuck)
They say "Love is love," nigga, not around here
You niggas on percs, these shorties twerkin' for a purse
Rappers these days be thuggin' out a fuckin' skirt (What the fuck)
What the fuck, nigga? I accept change (What the)
But paintin' your nails? Rappers, I can't accept strange (Strange)
World is twisted, yeah, we all witness (Whoop, yeah)
"Mister Generous," now called the fuckin' "Misses" (Oh, the fuck)
To each his own, I stay focused on mine
I ain't got time to waste no fuckin' time (Time)
The plot thickens, stop trippin'
The doctor told me my heart might stop tickin'
Psych, I'm breathin' deeper than I can swim
Backflip mode, niggas securin' the win
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hear me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave
Wave at me, and then I wave back
I hope you know I see the way you look at me
Now, why you lookin' at me like that?
You see, our nature is completely different
I only see myself around people
They always tryna tell us we are the same
But no, we're not equal
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hear me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me (Yeah), just wave
[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
Look, while most of you niggas is quick to idolize a fool quick
I'm only hear to deliver, I've idolized the music
Let me show you-you some kind of discretion and how you use it
Collectively, let's filter the trash so we don't abuse it
New shit, protrudin' like a pubic
Immergin' like I'm a surgeon, see that's the way we do shit
Microscopic glass in my eye analyzin' cancer
There's a chemical imbalance in the music, but I got the answer
You have to embrace this lord or master
Embrace the god in turn who's influence is what you're after
See, most of y'all be descendants of the open chapter
It's another school y'all wanna craft, that you're supposed to master
Hehe, laughter, celebratin' the win
Walkin' through buildings with swag, get ya low with your brim
And your chances are slim, the cameras lookin' at you
'Ttrition, I'm wishin' niggas learn to preserve the value
How you? I'm kinda feelin' fine
With substance in an abundance, the juice is so divine
We scared by the shit, then you died just like your love for swine
[?] it all collide with your passion a rhyme
But I'm the one who holds the title
Describe the science like the Old Testament or the Bible
It constantly be poppin' shit off like the cleanest rifle
Accomplish greatness 'til they salute us like we was Michael
Recycle, in light of my disciples
And feed the street with heat 'til people'll smile delightful
I speak these words for niggas that like to singin' at school recitals
Just know the flow and swag wavy like the biggest tidal
Bridal, I'm married to this shit
It don't matter how dysfunctional that the shit'll get
I'm right on time, shit is punctual how I kill 'em with
The antidote to kill a cancer if you're really sick
I spit, go ahead and get 'em God
The fact that I'm timeless with how I still control the yard
Trust me, I appreciate when rap niggas are spittin' hard
Just know who supervise this shit, domestic and abroad
Lord, have mercy on a whack one 'cause times are changin' and we probably won't let you bring it back, son
Accordin' to the feds, we the generals, dude, your act's done
We ain't lettin' y'all do no more, you probably was the last one
Damn son, they been foolin' us lately
Since Trump fucked up healthcare, the shit been kinda shaky
You niggas ain't doin' your job so now you wanna make me
Slit my wrists but I continue to make the devil hate me
You will never replace me because I keep it pure
I keep the gutter and honest, my shit is sure
Meditate like a Buddhist and feel it in your core
The King of Cancer Niggas, I got the cure (I got the cure)
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hear me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
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