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Hey yo Specialist it's the seventy million dollar boy
On the way to be a billionaire
Life is good God is great
On everything I love
Everything about me facts
In the club my whole team on 'em
Outside I got the beam on 'em
Mask on I'm goin' Scream on 'em
No Codeine but I'ma Lean on 'em
Take his jewels and all the green on 'em
Empty this whole magazine on 'em
Put holes in that Supreme on 'em
Body shots the spleen on 'em
I ain't playin' so n***a stop grinnin'
Three eighty tucked it's well hidden
I swear I have that a*s trendin'
Got violent cases that's still pendin'
And police beef that's never endin'
Been a shooter from the very beginnin'
Old d**g money I'm still spendin'
Thirty years in and still winnin'
Mo' money mo' solutions
Every year our year
I'm the best that ever did it
They hate when you winnin'
Real recognize real
More more blessings
Busta Rhyme new album is near
I make your s**t stop workin' like I cut the f**kin' cable off
The whole artist roster on your label soft
And yes I'm in the s**t I'm askin' for it b***h
Your bars are currently tomato sauce
Necessary in this motha f**ka
Respect the most legendary motha f**ka
Now let us get it straight time is great
Let me remind you you's a temporary motha f**ka
B***h I take it above and beyond
F**k what they talkin' how they respond
I dare a n***a talk s**t even a little bit I double dare a n***a tell me not respond
And if go beyond rap n***a we switch to a whole 'nother code of ethics n***a
From another whole prospective n***a
Get it
Get it
Get it
It's father of Asahd
Three estates in two states
Respected world wide
Love overcomes hate
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Joe Crack got my back
Nothing can stop me I'm all the way up
A n***a strapped everyday
He even get paid to catch a case
Fat titties small waste hahh
A n***a wanna ball move that bass bruhh
Went to the feds and became richer
It's twenty in the game still the same n***a
G S engraved in the Range n***a
Don't do lames don't entertain n***as
Twenty eighteen with the
Sort them n***as that you be runnin' with
You callin' 'em Gods cannot be son to 'em
Never summon them always dubbin' them
Who'da thought the last of Rubie's children send planes to Puerto Rico worth millions
Got me shoulder shruggin' like M J you need a real n***a I'm a template
Specialist
Busta Rhymes
Joey Crack
D J Khaled
Facts
Ya head
Facts
Ya bombaclad
