Song | Ill Vibe |
Artist | Busta Rhymes |
Album | The Coming |
Yo, yo, yo | |
Yo, yo, yo | |
Yo, yo, yo | |
My rhymes create life like the birds an' the bees | |
Make Funk | |
Master Flex say, “ | |
Yo, I'm feelin' these” | |
Flows make you shit in your drawers, change your dungarees | |
Smokin' trees, gettin' cotton mouth, wild munchees | |
Bounce down the block, eatin' food at | |
Luigi'sAss constipated, too much extra cheese | |
Well anyway, while | |
I was coolin' down at | |
Luigi'sI met some | |
Siamese twins from overseas, | |
LebaneseLesbians, with friends from | |
New Orleans | |
They had a fifth friend, she was straight black | |
Portuguese | |
Pretty palm olive soaped skin, | |
Aloe Veralese | |
She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies | |
The type of chick you would kill for to get between the knees | |
Yo, I made time to chill with | |
Miss Portuguese | |
Would you believe, the bitch tried to steal my fuckin' house keys | |
Right before my | |
G'sHad to show this crazy broad, | |
I mastered my degrees an' my | |
Ph.D'sGot your face on camera, motherfucker, say, “ | |
Cheese”You better get with your friends quick, before | |
I start to squeeze | |
Gettin' caught up in that freaky golddigger | |
JamboreesI caught that ill vibe, | |
Tip, word | |
Bust? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Tip, say word | |
Bust? Yo, yo, word' | |
Cause when | |
I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
So when I hold the mic you know my shit be absurd | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat | |
Ain't nothin' sweet on the street, for good, these | |
I competeCome off complete an' you need to get back in your stance | |
We enhance an' we're playin' the whole world circumstance | |
So do good in your hood even though you puff life | |
Positive to comply, don't screw up facin' that crowd | |
Progress, don't fall back, we can't have that | |
I'll hold your hand, black, we can't wind up with scratch | |
I put my best foot forward, when | |
I play in life' | |
Cause this world as | |
I live it, chill's like a double edged knife | |
In the jam we regulate 'cause we organize | |
Logicaly thinkin' when along's enterprise | |
Alotta brothers from the ghetto got the gift of gab | |
Peace to the | |
West Coast an' the | |
East, we's fam | |
Need I make mention, that the crew we've got | |
Make things get hot, like the | |
FoFo shotNo we don't promote no guns, but don't turn that cheek | |
In the world that we live, calmness is viewed as weak | |
So, we got to stay awake for all these lizards an' snakes | |
Some of them come as friends, some of them come as | |
JakesWe decipher all the force an' build rounds with our friends | |
Why's that? | |
So we can live right until time ends | |
Yo, why's that? | |
Amalgamate, so we can get these ends | |
Yo, true that? | |
Busta an' | |
Tip, you know we make minds bend | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
Yo, when I hold my mic you know my shit be absurd | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Tip, yo, word | |
Bust? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Tip, say word? | |
Yo, yo, word' | |
Cause when | |
I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
Yo, when we in the jam you know the shit be absurd | |
I caught that wild shit, | |
Tip, word | |
Bust? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Tip, say word? | |
Yo, yo, word | |
Cause when | |
I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd |
Yo, yo, yo | |
Yo, yo, yo | |
Yo, yo, yo | |
My rhymes create life like the birds an' the bees | |
Make Funk | |
Master Flex say, " | |
Yo, I' m feelin' these" | |
Flows make you shit in your drawers, change your dungarees | |
Smokin' trees, gettin' cotton mouth, wild munchees | |
Bounce down the block, eatin' food at | |
Luigi' sAss constipated, too much extra cheese | |
Well anyway, while | |
I was coolin' down at | |
Luigi' sI met some | |
Siamese twins from overseas, | |
LebaneseLesbians, with friends from | |
New Orleans | |
They had a fifth friend, she was straight black | |
Portuguese | |
Pretty palm olive soaped skin, | |
Aloe Veralese | |
She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies | |
The type of chick you would kill for to get between the knees | |
Yo, I made time to chill with | |
Miss Portuguese | |
Would you believe, the bitch tried to steal my fuckin' house keys | |
Right before my | |
G' sHad to show this crazy broad, | |
I mastered my degrees an' my | |
Ph. D' sGot your face on camera, motherfucker, say, " | |
Cheese" You better get with your friends quick, before | |
I start to squeeze | |
Gettin' caught up in that freaky golddigger | |
JamboreesI caught that ill vibe, | |
Tip, word | |
Bust? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Tip, say word | |
Bust? Yo, yo, word' | |
Cause when | |
I' m in the place you know my shit be absurd | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
So when I hold the mic you know my shit be absurd | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat | |
Ain' t nothin' sweet on the street, for good, these | |
I competeCome off complete an' you need to get back in your stance | |
We enhance an' we' re playin' the whole world circumstance | |
So do good in your hood even though you puff life | |
Positive to comply, don' t screw up facin' that crowd | |
Progress, don' t fall back, we can' t have that | |
I' ll hold your hand, black, we can' t wind up with scratch | |
I put my best foot forward, when | |
I play in life' | |
Cause this world as | |
I live it, chill' s like a double edged knife | |
In the jam we regulate ' cause we organize | |
Logicaly thinkin' when along' s enterprise | |
Alotta brothers from the ghetto got the gift of gab | |
Peace to the | |
West Coast an' the | |
East, we' s fam | |
Need I make mention, that the crew we' ve got | |
Make things get hot, like the | |
FoFo shotNo we don' t promote no guns, but don' t turn that cheek | |
In the world that we live, calmness is viewed as weak | |
So, we got to stay awake for all these lizards an' snakes | |
Some of them come as friends, some of them come as | |
JakesWe decipher all the force an' build rounds with our friends | |
Why' s that? | |
So we can live right until time ends | |
Yo, why' s that? | |
Amalgamate, so we can get these ends | |
Yo, true that? | |
Busta an' | |
Tip, you know we make minds bend | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
Yo, when I hold my mic you know my shit be absurd | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Tip, yo, word | |
Bust? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Tip, say word? | |
Yo, yo, word' | |
Cause when | |
I' m in the place you know my shit be absurd | |
I caught that ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Bust, word | |
Tip? Yo, yo, word | |
Yo, when we in the jam you know the shit be absurd | |
I caught that wild shit, | |
Tip, word | |
Bust? Yo, yo, word | |
That ill vibe, | |
Tip, say word? | |
Yo, yo, word | |
Cause when | |
I' m in the place you know my shit be absurd |