[Busta Rhymes]
Bomb.
Wanna know why I listen?
Ya'know why I listen to bomb the way I drop up in a blood clot
Dems only ting can gwaan pon never nah gwaan gwaan
Kardinal (Yo!)
Dem man nah realize the way I do the technology way don't I identify
dey oola dem idiot sound bwoy already ya nah rude bwoy
They're a big mon ting a gwaan pon dem streets
ya ya way a controlla dey fada (Eh eh)
Me go tek where I bwaught tings
Who tellin' where dem idiot sound bwoy
Let dem fools move a gwaan way

[Kardinal Offishall]
Ol' Time Killin' I'm feelin', I'm spillin'
I'm pulling out heat on industry niggas earning a million
With bullshit like Gilligan's
Somebody go check Will and them
and ask Uncle Phil to rep me while my shots get rid of dem
Dis X y'all I'm feel it all up in yo mega-lens
Somebody go tell Missy I'm a hundred minute mission (Listen!)
Hunched over the side I'm a lyrical homicide
Ride di gyal feel a bone if I a pon tity pride (HEY!)
Slew dem, Boo dem al dem fassy nah crew dem
Yo Kardinal and Busta come to crush the liccle fool dem (Who Dem?!)
The Circle Click and The Flipmode Squad reppin' da' T-Dot and B.K. back to
y'all (HEY!)

[Busta Rhymes]
On a for nor say all ah fi stop the mumbo jumbo
Fore' mi run ah go call Carl Columbo
For Lith' causin' a bumble hole
No stop the fire see how she da' very symbol
To leave you with holes and dimples
Inside of your shittin' cripple a nigga (DAMN SON!)
Gimme da roll out
I'll dismantle ya whole mouth
For talking what you nah know now
Hacksaw Jim Duggan some of these niggas is frontin'
Nuff' of these niggas is nothin'
Always huffin' and puffin'
I'll sue come and give you a cuffin' (AH-OOH!)
Frontin' like you tough and soft as a blueberry muffin
(EASY RUDE BWOY!)(FOOAH!)
Because of circumstance I might have to go hurt ya' man
It's such a shame the way we fuck up the party and done the dance

[Chorus: Jully Black