Busta Rhymes - The Coming (Intro)

It was a dark night, pitch black, May 20, 19
Approximately 11:30 p.m., a black child was born.
Upon his arrival and rapid growth,
Being exposed to the many casualties of the streets,
He has now realized what must be done
He must bring the ruckus to all you motherfucka's
He must bring the ruckus to all you motherfucka's
He must bring the ruckus to all you motherfucka's!

(Rampage the Last Boy Scout) And now for the moment all you
Mothefucka's been waitin' for
All my Flipmode niggas rise and awake for
The most powerful event to occur the coming!
Once again you now rockin' wit the best.
Flipmode is tha squad for tha year of 1996.

Uh! Rampage the
Last Boy Scout is who I be,
Here to take you on another ride of the Flipmode explosion.
Street to street, land to land,
Coverin' all burial grounds in your area.
I'm here to bring on my physical,
The 8th wonder of the world,
Straight from the dungeon shot,
The infamous, the infamous, Busta Rhymes!

Boy Scout's who I be, Flipmode is still the squad
(Busta Rhymes) Yo, hey yo, yo, this joint right here,
Is dedicated to all the motherfucka's who fell off
And the motherfucka's whose about ta fall off,
Yo, keep fallin', keep fallin, hey, keep fallin,
Yo, keep fallin', keep fallin,
This is specifically for the motherfucka's who came out here
Claimin' to represent hip- hop
But really didn't do shit to preserve the
Value of the fuckin' artform, the way of life.

Hip-hop is a way to live man,
It ain't no institutionalized religion or somethin'.
It's a way to live, it's a culture, dog, you know what I mean?
You know, so if you ain't really
Got nuthin beneficial to offer this hip-hop shit,
Preserve the value of the art form, the music,
The way of living, don't even fuck wit it!
We don't need dead weight motherfucka's.

This is where we at as it stands right now
In the current day of 1996.
There's only 4 years left.
This is dedicated to
All tha niggas who keep fallin,
Keep fallin', so keep fallin',
Ah! Ha, so keep fallin', thanks a lot

Written by:
JASON SMITH, JUSTIN COTTA, STEVE CLARK

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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