Ready for War (feat. M.O.P.) (Explicit) (Amended Version)

Busta Rhymes

Tri-lateral commission

Berkowitz Fizzy Wo' Bust-Down

Chorus: Busta Rhymes M O P

Everytime I take a look the only thing I see is

MY LIVE NIGGAZ IN THE SPOT

Tell me what y'all want

GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU GOT

Y'all niggaz ready to do it

LET'S BLOW THE MOTHERF**KIN SPOT

All my niggaz

Billy Danze

I got reason to believe some of you niggaz feel

LONG breathe easy pop this is Hip-Hop

In the harm way we do it the war way all day

You wouldn't believe what they've been tellin me

The perfect match is jail and me

F**k that How this sh*t look

When a ni**a stretched out with his chest out

And a mess out in brooklyn hi-yahhhhhh

Busta Rhymes

Y'all motherf**kers is back

Y'all motherf**kers don't know how to act

Y'all motherf**kers attack

Billy Danze

And those motherf**kers are wack I travelled a rocky road

Swift to the Flipmode quick grip for the unload

Father forgive me for my sins

But i'ma raise hell to the bitter end -i'm a soldier

Chorus

Lil' Fame

F**k the bullshit I kick a bone out yo' a**

Hardrock ni**a I kick a stone out yo' a**

Warning to all those caps get peeled

Quicker than e-mail to your a**sayin kill k**l kill

Curb chasin straight lacin with a Mac-10 blazin

Split yo' a**up like a Temptation

The return of Goodfellas Part Two

B**CH throw your f**kin guns up put your f**kin hands down

We sneak the guns right in y'all keep tryin

And i'ma check all pussies like a g-y-n

Open up your can of Whoop A**I'll open up

A fresh can of i'll f**k yo' a**up quick fast

Flipmode M O P Fizzy Wo-mack Wo-mack

Y'all know who the f**k I am

Chorus

Busta Rhymes

Aiyyo yo-yuh-yo and now I hear no one

None of y'all niggaz don't really wanna f**k with the dread

The street brawler stomp your face into the back of yo' head

C'mon now I'm quick to roast fry boil and even toast a guy

Multiply the ghosts like the world's greatest coke supply

Sh*t changed you sellin W**D over the damn computer

Introduce the millenium STOMP ni**a for the future

I be that prime honorary ni**a

That'll voluntarily blast the last tom &jerry a**ni**a

And write raps to the sound of these gats

Perhaps my raps will paralyze a b**ch-a**and make him collapse

Yo see they be quick to bust they fashion of a calico

My niggaz Berkowitz and that other m**********r Fizzy Wo'

Mashin through the city yo and the foot it don't lie

Ready to blow this b***h up at the drop of a dime

Chorus