catastrophe

Singer: busta rhymes

at the end of our time

we've chosen to believe in each other

today we face the monsters that are at our door!

today we are cancelling the apocalypse!

catastrophic!

yeah

do you know who i am?

you know who i am

nigga?

motherfucker named reek the villain

nigga

where the fuck you been

under a rock

nigga?

the conglomerate lead off nigga

they send these shits to me

nigga

i lead this shit

buss finish it

but i lead this shit

man

fuckin' cockroaches - fuckin' cockroaches

catastrophic!

listen. i said i'm dippin' in my low-low

ridin' with that four-four

pretty bitch beside me

all your bitches they be so-so

and i'm slingin' cocoa

got it for the low-low

dudes i get my coke from be screamin' 'bout them locos

know we keep it trillville

all my niggas real trill

shout out to my homies in the feds

my nigga real nil

roosevelt we g'd up

wildin' like we eat up

i'm the nicest nigga

buss can go and kick his feet up

and let me take this over

let me get that dough up

i don't even drive no more

the boy be gettin' chauffeured

and this bitch she wear my chain

i'm feelin' like i'm hova

and you used to be the man

now your shit is over

it's over

catastrophe!

if you listening to this song right now

blessings

that means the world didn't end

but this shit is catastrophic

you test conglomerate

the world gon' end

you test busta rhymes

reek the villain

j-doe

it's ymcmb

if you ain't know we hear to win

lethal like i'm heroin

every time we come again

niggas know we murderin'

everything about y'all

bitch you know i don't care

make my niggas throw chairs

we ain't goin' nowhere

bitch they love busta

know they lovin' busta

your swag lackluster - matter of fact

fuck ya

bitch i got a chauffeur

and a fuckin' butler

pics of bitches givin' me head on instagram and tumblr

i don't need your number

throw 'em in the dumpster

when you get new money

bitch

you get a new type of hunger

smokin' like a muffler

gettin' money like a hustler

i don't mean to be mean but i'll poke your spleen 'til the shit get ruptured

dali!

don't play yourself

you know when you hear the icon

legend busta rhymes

you know what he does

you know how he does it

too

he shits on every verse

shits on you

and finished you

this shit is catastrophic

conglomerate

how do i start this? wanna say some hard shit

to show you i'm a artist

but this song is retarded

i can't think of nothin'

but i gotta say somethin'

and since this track is bumpin'

these ratchet hoes gon' love it

i be goin' crazy on these records every day

i'm getting' to the money every ma'fuckin' way

i let all these hoes come over but not one of them can stay

and this shit gon' never change 'til i'm old and i'm gray

sit your ass down. and don't say nothin'

better get excited when you see the don bumpin'

and to me it's like christmas for these bitches they be blushin'

it's disgustin' how they love it but i ain't givin' 'em nothin'

yeah. more money

more problems

same shit

just a different day

it's the end of the world every day

it's called survival

this shit is catastrophic

catastrophe

no room for the weak

the weak can suck a dick

and bow down

conglomerate

we the best

ymcmb

shaheem reid

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Lyric Context: catastrophe - busta rhymes