Album Cover Calm Down (feat. Eminem)

Calm Down (feat. Eminem)

BUSTA RHYMES

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Turn my mic up

Turn my mic up

(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga

(Ready on the left) ayo, calm down, nigga

(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga

(Ready on the left) f- it, blackout, n-

(Oh, my Lord) lower the casket down (down)

Sprinkle the ash, or get your a- kicked, pow (pow)

Frown while I shit on your crown, skip town (town)

Ground zero, Shapiro, the king cash cow (cow-cow)

Do I make ′em say "Wow"? Strip (ow)

Bow, I sit with the pound, click (blaow) blaow

Click, click (blaow) click (blaow)

Stop traffic, dropping them classics, flip now

B-, I'm making them skip with thou

Art, you don′t really want start, when I growl (growl)

(Rawr, rawr, rawr)

Let me come and mop up the knockoffs

When I pop off and never stop, 'cause

When we do come through, you better lock doors (pause)

The wolves wanna eat, peep how they lock jaws

No need to cook up the c-, you see? We cop raw

And if you ain't had enough-

What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal fahrvergnügen f- is goin′ on?

Back with the B.A Baracus, callous bang, on another song

I′ma have these n- nervous and clippin' they nails and dribblin′

And witness them, nibble them, like sunflower seed shells

See these scales, got my weight up heavy, like three whales

And I s- on these males, 'til it′s stinkin'

Fouler, than a weed smell, n-, your tree fell

See how they Twitter, Facebook and Instagrammin′ an email?

Talking I'm sick, I got them shook and I bang 'em at retail

Until they cripple, see I cook, like I′m slangin′ a w- sale

Until I triple bred, and whoop 'em and drag ′em like females

Oh, see well, these n- already know

The way that I f- shit up, minus the details, the case is shut

Your b- remind me of replacement butt

Kind of an ancient s-, it's goin′ down like she was a basement f-

Swell up this s-, like I'm stickin′ steaks in they gut

So gracefully and graciously, I painfully wake n- up

Ragdolling these n-, and attackin' like apes in the cut, I'm waitin′ for the takin′

While I break n- neck, like a bracelet (fuck)

It's kinda like, me having a c- in the truck and drinkin′ 'til I′m blasted

Harassin' and erase a n- (what?)

Keepin′ 'em open and blackin' until I′m leavin′ 'em stuck

And got ′em happier, than a child in a park chasin' a duck

While I′m chasin' a buck these funny n- be chasin′ they luck

I be lacing them up, like boots when I'm pushin' they face in the mud (aah)

Missiles I fling, while I spit live wire ′til this s- circlin′ back around

With more fire for me to melt a brick surfacin' back a sound

While I light up s- that′ll cause a quick worship

And gather around, it's certain this s-′ll splatter cliques

Painful and make 'em scatter (blink)

Shameful, the way I shatter (split)

S- apart, it doesn′t matter (rip)

Your head up off your shoulders (with)

Bullets bigger, than a boulder

And they break 'em and they know it's (classic)

And the way it′s goin′, you could easily get your (a-kicked)

See, me and Shady together, we're crazy

Like baking a vomit and rabies cake, like a pastry b-

(We that sick) like I come from Haiti

I′m suggestin' you pay me, don′t make me wanna spaz

(Al-la-la) like I'm a crazy Israeli (b-)

While I bite the beat up, and I′m startin' to heat up (yack)

I'm choppin′ your foot off, now it′s mine, and I'm puttin′ my feet up (black)

Back to the hood and off to the wild and I'm hopin′ you protect your child

And I been blackin' out so long, n- is askin′ if the hook had died, nah

But the beat is fried

(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga

(Ready on the left) ayo, calm down, nigga

(Ready on-) (yo, chill, man-chill)

(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga

(Ready on the left) ayo, calm down, nigga

(Ready on the right) ayo, calm down, nigga

(Ready on the left) f- it, blackout, n-

Apparently, there's a light contagiousness to this tirade

It just might make you sick, so irate

With this my brain is just like a f- fried egg

Is my mind scrambled? 'Cause I′m lit-narrow minded

But go through such a wide range of this emotion

That my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways

I just pulled up in Clive Davis′s driveway

With his personal memoir, saying "He's bi"

Waving a nine, a picket sign, egging his ride

Making him cry, "R-" then arrive naked

And drive straight through the gay pride parade, "Yay, yippee-ki-yay", ′cause here I-

Wait, did the world just pee on my leg? And should I take it as a sign

Maybe to take 'em back into time? (Shady)

I stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave ′em the finger

To take the attention away from my stinkin' face it was bringin′

Changed the whole complexion of the game

But just in case you was thinkin' an inklin' of replacin′

The kingpin of crazy, you′re wasting your ink then

So if this is any indication of what you may be facin'

You better make a distinction ′cause you fake imitations

Are leaving a bad taste, f- making a bad impression

That's the worst impersonation I′ve ever seen

Who raps nasally? Eyes hazely?

Rhymes crazily, but sounds like he may

Need some Flonase when he's speakin′?

What kind of stupid question is that?

"Hey, Mrs. Abraham Lincoln!"

"Other than your husband's f- brains that were leakin'"

"How′d you think that play was this weekend?"

You ain′t the real Slim Shady, sit your a- down, f- (ew)

See me on a ballot, I'm runnin′ for class clown

Rich Democrat, b-, so I'm just the candidate

To come f- up the whole party

Me and Flipmode starting a campaign

To have every campus, on a f- rampage

Act my god damn age? I am-eight

So let′s get smashed and wake up the next day

With the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids

Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades

But this ain't up for debate, this is undebatable

Shady for president, h-, don′t make me go take it back

To the days of old, with Sway & Tech radio

When I was takin' so much NoDoz and LSD, I almost fell asleep on the Wake Up Show

F- you telling me, fools? I was rippin' shop, raisin′ hell up in Drew′s

When Penelope Cruz was still developing bo-

Me and Bus put it down, like a sick pet

You're f- with vets, dog, f- internet bloggers

"I sit in front of my computer all day"

"And comment on everythin′, I'm an expert on everythin′, everythin' sucks-play the next song"

Guess if I hopped out your freakin′ laptop, you idiot prick

With Biggie and kicked the living s- out you, I'd be dead wrong

Son of God, I'm the S.O.G like a wet log, pores never get clogged

′Cause I′m so full of self-esteem, that I sweat fog

Yes, yes, y'all (wah) steady on the left, y′all

Step off, 'fore you get stepped on soft? ′Bout as commercial as my f- Learjet

Jealousy'll get you green as a Chia Pet, I can see that you′re visibly upset, dog

Alert, alert, girl-alert

Once you enter in my house of pain, you're in a world of hurt so (jump around, jump, jump)

Get that a- shakin' (jump around, jump)

Came to hit you with a fan favorite

But if you too fly for coach better get them arms and freakin′ hands flailin′ and (jump)

Like Van Halen and pray for a damn tailwind

More afraid of success than I am of failure

So what does that tell ya?

That on a grand scale, I don't give a f- about nothin′

Like Stan mailin' his last piece of fan mail before he ran straight into the damn railin′

Yo, chill, man-chill