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<pre><font size='+2'>Busta Rhymes - VICTORY 2004 (ALBUM VERSION) LYRICS </font><br>[P. Diddy - talking]<br />Ten years<br />Yo the sun don't shine forever<br />But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together<br />Better now than never, business before pleasure<br />P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?<br />Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight<br />And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right<br />Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin<br />My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?<br />You know that I'm two levels above you baby<br />Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby<br />It's ten years and we still runnin this motherfucker<br /><br />[P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.)<br />Yeah! (one)<br />As we proceed to give you what you need<br />(One, two...)<br />It's all fucked up now<br />What the fuck y'all gonna do now?<br /><br />[50 Cent] + (P. Diddy)<br />Yo, yo, we can't stay alive forever (yeah)<br />So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together<br />I'm high as ever, more hoes and more cheddar (yeah)<br />G-Unit move around with them pounds and berretas (uh)<br />Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it<br />Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it<br />Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me<br />I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky", nigga you sloppy<br />You know that I'm eight levels above you nigga<br />I'll plug you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga<br />(what y'all gonna do now?)<br />I'm the wrong one to provoke<br />And rattin on niggaz is only gon' leave you smoke<br />So the only thing left now is toast for these cowards (that's right)<br />I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards (that's right)<br />They pop shit 'til we start approachin these cowards<br />While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers<br /><br />[Notorious B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy)<br />In the Comission, you ask for permission to hit 'em<br />He don't like me, hit him while wifey was with him<br />You heard of us, the murderous, most shady<br />Been on the low lately, the feds hate me<br />The son of Satan, they say my killing's too blatant<br />You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin<br />Duct tapin, your fam destiny<br />lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist (yeah)<br />Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal (uh huh)<br />Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal (yeah)<br />Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh)<br />And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go)<br />Excellence is my presence, never tense<br />Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick<br />Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike (c'mon)<br />Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, Jackson (uh huh, yeah)<br />action, pack guns, ridiculous (ridiculous)<br />And I'm quick to bust, if my ends you touch (uh huh)<br />Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon)<br />Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso)<br />Now you call me Castro, my rap flows (yeah)<br />Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit<br />Oops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes (yeah)<br />You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone<br />Hold hands and say it like me<br />The most shady (most shady), Frankie baby (Frankie baby), fantastic<br />Graphic, tryin to make dough, like "Jurassic"<br />"Park" did, quick to spark kids who start shit (c'mon, say what?)<br />See me, only me (yeah, I see you)<br />The Underboss of this holocaust (let's go)<br />Truly yours, Frank White<br /><br />[Chorus - Busta Rhymes] - w/ ad libs from P. Diddy<br />We got the real live shit from front to back<br />To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?<br />Where my niggaz is at?<br />Where my niggaz is at?<br />Where the fuck my bitches at?<br />Where my bitches is at?<br /><br />[P. Diddy]<br />Aiyyo, it can't stay dark for long (can't stay dark for long)<br />They say its darkest before the dawn<br />Calms before the storm (c'mon)<br />I'm happy Mason Betha's now preachin the Psalms (I see you Mase)<br />And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big)<br />Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like<br />B.I. Frank White, your "Bad Boy For Life"<br />No matter what the public say we gon' prove<br />It ain't another MC that could fill ya shoes<br />Cause Biggie Smalls is the illest<br />Realest my stones the chillest, got homes and villas<br />Overseas and what was me, I found out<br />other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha)<br />It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon)<br />Took home "Life after Death" and they studied it (that's right)<br />Listened to the double disc (yeah)<br />Now they all spit, like they all legit (c'mon)<br />Frank tell how we did it, go<br /><br />[Notorious B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy)<br />We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights (yeah, c'mon)<br />The heaters in the two-seaters, with two midas (uh huh, yeah)<br />Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us<br />P. Diddy run the city, show no pity (that's my name)<br />I'm the witty one (yeah), Frank's the crook from the Brook' (c'mon)<br />Matty broke the neck of your coke connect (say what?)<br />No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish (uh huh)<br />Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish (take that)<br />Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe<br />Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch<br />Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him (Black Rob, I see you)<br />Niggaz step up, with just Mase and 'em (yeah)<br />Placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused (yeah)<br />The Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy (woo)<br />Business wise, I play men<br />Hide money on the Island Cayman (c'mon), y'all just betray men (yeah)<br />You screamin, I position, competition<br />Another day in the life of the Comission<br /><br />[P. Diddy]<br />Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks talk to 'em<br /><br />[Lloyd Banks] + (P. Diddy)<br />I got a industry gangstress that argues and steams the reefer (uh huh)<br />And flip when I call her bitch like she Queen Latifah (haha)<br />Now all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper (yeah)<br />This shit gon' get uglier than the Master P sneaker<br />I'm slidin through the Ruckers, with Prada on the Chuckers (uh)<br />So the spring break hoes, home from college wanna fuck us (ha)<br />I ain't here to drop knowledge on you suckers (say what?)<br />I'll sick rottweiler's on you fuckers (yeah), cops followin to cuff us<br />Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros<br />When it comes to paper I blow the soul outta hero (uh huh)<br />I'ma break 'fore I lay on the floor buried<br />besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid ain't Burberry (uh huh)<br />You can't tame Lloyd, I'm smokin by the big screen (yeah)<br />And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy (woo)<br />I know the watch botherin ya vision<br />But reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like it's part of ya religion (yeah)<br /><br />[Chorus] - 4X<br /><br />[P. Diddy - talking over Chorus]<br />Yeah<br />Where you at?<br />Where you at?<br />Where you at?<br />Where you at?<br />I told y'all, ten years from now we'll still be on top<br />We've just begun<br />Thank you ... thank you<br />B.I.G. forever<br />Bad Boy baby<br />You know the rest<br /><br />[Busta Rhymes]<br />Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do?<br><br><a href='http://www.dilyrics.com' target='_blank'>DiLyrics</a> | <a href="http://www.dilyrics.com/busta-rhymes-victory-2004-album-version-lyrics.html" target='_blank'>Busta Rhymes - VICTORY 2004 (ALBUM VERSION) LYRICS </a></pre>

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