Footsteps
[Intro: Clinton Sparks]
Let’s go!
[Chorus: Labba, Clinton Sparks]
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood sh*t
Take a walk in our footsteps (Labba)
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood sh*t, ya heard? (Clinton Sparks)
Take a walk in our footsteps (Flipmode)
What you find is that hood sh*t
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood sh*t, ya heard? (Smashtimeradio.com)
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Bus’ Rhymes nigga, you know who the f**k it is
And e’rytime I come you niggas know the instruction is
To get low get flat, you know the routine
See it’s the God up in the hottest since I stepped on the scene
See it’s the squad Flipmode b**ch a powerful team of niggas
That’ll come and manufacture heat and’ll f**k up your cream I’m sayin’
Niggas know exactly what I do
Let mе make a movie and sh*t on niggas at the drop of a dimе that’s a tour of duty
E’rytime I mastermind a spit, and I light a stem up
Continuous I’m gassed to climb this b**ch while I hock the phlegm up
Constantly I captivate see y’all niggas know my doctrine without the slightest compromise sh*t tighter than niggas gon’ lock it
It’s harder for niggas to breathe I call ya huffy puffies
Regardless I run through ya team I know it’s gettin’ stuffy
‘cause I apply the pressure to bend you niggas out of shape
And scr*pe the street with you faggots and beat you like a f**kin’ ape
[Chorus: Labba]
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood sh*t
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood sh*t, ya heard>
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you find is that hood sh*t
Take a walk in our footsteps
What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood sh*t, ya heard?
[Verse 2: Labba]
Di-di-da-di, di-di-da-di-dang
The AK47, pressed on your chin
How the f**k you gon’ rap?
How the f**k you gon’ act?
How did it feel to have a monkey on your back? (That’s hood sh*t)
Better yet, King Kong
Tell your benchwarmers nigga, “stay warm” (You ain’t comin’ out)
Put [?] on, since Puff put on the greatest
And y’all niggas hate us
So, hoe fly in a jet plane
Niggas goin’ insane
Jive go release my sh*t (release that boy)
And what you gon’ find is gangster sh*t
If you walk in my footsteps you gon’ find hood sh*t
