Busta Rhymes - Roman's Revenge lyrics

rate me

Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample]

As I combine all the juice from the mind

Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind

RRRAH RRRAH like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon...

[Nicki Minaj]

I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin

So far ahead, these bums is laggin'

See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'

I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon

I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon

Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'

So f-ck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?

Yeah, I said it, has-been

Hang it up, flatscreen

(Haha) Plasma

Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma

I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine

I got bars, sentence'n

I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt

And I'll kick that hoe, punt

Forced trauma, blunt

You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front

You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it

Nicki Minaj is who you ain't f-ckin' with

You li'l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock

I am a movie, camera block

You outta work, I know it's tough

But enough is enough

[Hook]

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon

Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon

Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

[Busts Rhymes]

Nicki, how you gon' take my hot line and make it a hot song?

Like I aint s'posed to step on ths shit like King Kong

See as a child I was born with an old soul

See I would breath heavy, flame would shoot out of my nose hole (haaa, haaa)

So much shit, diapers love to play with matches

And drink all the fluid outta lighters

From when I was a child I knew that most of y'al was

Was diggin my news and watching biggest bugger

Loose in the head, like f-ck what the law says

Might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead

Boys head beef if you wanted to peak lane

Murder n-ggas with the fire then bounce through a heat game

Tie you up like bikes to a rail

And with your little cheap chain

And uncomfortable hang you from the side of a building

Till see you been lame?

Yo why'd you cut it off for?

Don't you see what I'm doing to this sh-t

Supposed to know how I'm directing these flicks

And everywhere was you getting on the remix

Cause this is something I've fathered and mastered

And plastered till they started calling me sick bastard

I'm drastic when it comes to reminding you

Who's responsible for the classic

And I burn a whole in the street like a was acid

Everytime I jump on the beat this sh-t get tragic

While you getting your ass kicked

Like a kick and a punch laps like two chops

Kinda like pong ping

But? freedom until he thinking he Tupac

We both?, rope 'em and them drag em a few blocks (horrible)

Uh uh uhh, the muscle of the street move

Part of me, ugh

Suffering the beat

Ugh, take an elbow and scuffle in the heat

Like a n-gga that was grinding and was hustling for weeks

So I rush the rush than I black

Then I came through when I gave the streets crack

Controlling the function, throughout despair

Everybody put your muthaf-cking hands in the air

That's how I do 'em

I do the kind of sh-t you can't imagine

You are one of the nicest and I aint bragging

I make em all surrender til they see white flags

And they recognise I'm the original dungeon dragon

Rah rah, like a dungeon dragon

Change your f-cking drawers cause your pants are sagging

Try to step to this, I will twist you in a turban

And have u smelling rank, like some old stale urine

[Hook]