Texty:
Busta Rhymes It Ain T Safe No More

Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap

rollin' bust i'm beatin' it up The streets ain't safe, yo we heatin' it up The party's on smashed up, now we tweakin' it up The bitches want this dick

we, we about to take it where Wh-where it all started We gonna take 'em back Busta Rhymes now, flipmode now My nigga Fingaz now Check it, yo Busta Bus

be gone for the month And it's all for the slut flowin' like a force of the water Keepin' it runnin' so were the niggaz be at Well, they seein me commin' Summers people keep it

are prepared nigga 'Cause you know this is album number two Yes more bitches than before There'll be more bitches, more and more and more More thirsty

Fuck around you'll turn up missin' just to never be found It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more It ain't safe in the current state of our democracy

be fuckin' wit the child of a giant I'm in a place stuck between bein' lovin' and violent Becomin' more of a threat when I move subtle and silent Then set it

the bloodshed that it cost the struggle would be lost (Say it again) The struggle would be lost (Say it again) The struggle would be lost (Say it again

be puttin it down Everything we do be blowin, better get on the ground It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga) He keeps it wicked by creatin