This is dedicated to all those who don't see it coming...

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

You can live true baby you can live trife

Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life

Aiyyo you're running out of time and you bout to cross

The finish line the finish line

(repeat Chorus)

Verse One: Busta Rhymes

And yo! I can't afford to waste a second

Steppin with my eyes on niggaz checkin on my weapons

Every millisecond, motherfuckers say they true to this

But when they grab the microphone they shit sound like stupidness

*beatboxing* Hah, mad to pull another vicious scandal

I know that you can't handle when I flip from other angles now

Feel my hot wax, burning from my melting candles

You can't take the heat, so you switch from boots to wearing sandals

This is for example! Shit will make a nigga curse

When worse comes to worse, you be the first to disperse now

We don't BELIEVE your man was living like that

Hoping to find that nigga see exactly where his heart was at

It's a damn shame how Son know your style, know your name

Watch how he pull your file, make you wish you never fuckin came NOW

Even the hardest motherfucker has his final day

So kill that shit you talkin, and be about your fuckin way

Chorus 2X

Verse Two: Busta Rhymes

Yo, everyday I see you on the block smoking

With a bunch of niggaz scoping on how they can split you WIDE open

You don't even know what's going on up in your circle

Awful murder niggaz itch to leave you black blue and purple

Ahh, your man came to put you on and tried to make you bleed

Hit you with some shit that left you flippin mad in disbelief

You just can't believe that niggaz that