🎵 Baby Bust It // by Kurious

9 ContributorsBaby Bust It Lyrics [Hook (Sample): Q-Tip] Bust it, if you wanna groove Baby, baby, bust it, if you wanna groove Baby, baby, bust it, if you wanna groove Baby, baby, bust it, if you wanna groove Baby, baby, bust it, if you wanna groove Baby, baby, bust it, if you wanna groove Baby, baby, bust it, if you wanna groove [Verse 1: Kurious] Not a newcomer straight for the summer comes the wizard of rhymes Kurious, how I said it, indebted because the one's Mission's in effect, I borrow a buck Bringing drama to you ducks, whose material suck my (Dick!) Shit, I think I keep it sharp as a sword Unlike a two-bit punk, in his drawers on a billboard Calvin Klein's, no friend of mine Kicking top choice flav, for the rock in the joint But check the threads, your words are exclamated Plus the bulge in my drawers will make the shit look x-rated Knock me down with some head Friendly to play I'm keeping pussy on lock like the ??? Hey kitty kitty, I'm fucking with your titties Sike ya feel silly, get directly to the nitty Gritty shit be phat, obese without a doubt Feel my balls ?to the wack?, yup bust it on out [Interlude: Lord Sear] Ya surely die when you test the Lord Sear, but the suckers? CM crew, boy So baby bust it if you wanna feel my funk, just listen to the groove Hey! [Verse 2: Kadi] Yes, y'all, that's the call when I howl at the coyote A simple explanation, three MCs and some forties Damn, I know your light must be dim 'Cause I'm rolling with my partner Kurious, and my nigga Grimm Slim? Not me, so, chill with the pranks 'Cause I know too many motherfuckers studio gangsters Come on, kid, I'm pulling your card The man with the yellow hat ain't tryna hear all that So grip, stay away 'cause I've been known to be sick Not only in the mind, I walk around with the drip The chicks got to have big tits, no funky armpits And O God, exempt from the zits Kibbles and bits, are you a dog? I notice you keep scheming on my Puerto Rican log And yo my prognostic is this Punks keep acting like they think it can't happen Coming up to me and my man, talking 'bout, "Yo, I be rapping" (so?) Yo, you think I give a fuck? (Hell no) Listen to the single, punk, (WALK LIKE A DUCK!) Call my shit dog, catching plenty mustard Niggas stay away, but baby baby bust it [Interlude: Lord Sear] Ya surely die when you test the Lord Sear, but the suckers? CM crew, boy So baby bust it if you wanna feel my funk, just listen to the groove Hey! Ya surely die when you test the [?], baby tell the CM crew, hey The Grimm Reaper is about to rock next, [?] true, whoa [Verse 3: The Grimm Reaper] The nine looks pretty pressed against your skull Special hollow tips, rip flesh, plus you know the clip is full I'm wanted for murder, with the mic in different places Blow faces, all street battles turn to fed cases Civilize a savage, Beauty And The Beast On tour, music is raw, so I flip like the Middle East My brain's a ball, my rhymes are flow on liquid papers So take the music vapor as a kamikaze caper Schizophrenic, I'm five times two So when I shadowbox, I gotta fight a whole fucking crew Raps are rim, and the rim snaps back But I attack rap and rip it down like I'm Shaq Rappers talk shit, I smack one, attack one Turn pretty brown eyes into swollen, ugly, black ones You can be a anti-Grimm Reaper fan With your brain is still all haunted? cause my voice is Iran With the mic I flip like a phone on ?earth?, fuck that I'm killing rappers that I've known since childbirth Mentally, physically, balance out the same Stephen King's brain combined with Bruce Lee's frame The one-man Little Shop of Horrors The end of your world is today, cause there is no tomorrow So do the right thing, don't scheme, I roll with a team Fuck around and get CHOKED like Radio Raheem [Verse 4/Outro: Lord Sear] Watch the soundman a-tremble Watch the soundman afraid Watch the soundman a-tremble Watch the soundman afraid And let you listen to the funk now It's Lord Sear on the board Oh, why you wanna rock now? Nigga [?] just know, hey! [?] with big Kadi [?] and Steve-O And DJ Lord Sear rocks the house with no doubt So come, so come check me on out Straight from uptown, it's DJ Lord Sear Up in here, pass the 40 of beer A Colt 45 to get live As I hit and take away St. Ide's Take it away, from me, S-T-E-V-E, dash with the O, and I blow [?] Now peace out, to all crews in effect [???] [???] As I'm lost, low, leave me alone I'll put your motherfuckin' [?] cereal gettin' cold As we [???]