Anarchy

The Heist

Busta Rhymes

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[Verse 2: Raekwon]
Ayo, caught 'em at the Ice Pavilion,✦ dressy,✦ salad✦ bar, style messy✦
Four white niggas,✦ covered✦ in vest pieces✦
Think like a mob flick, "guess who?" like Patsy✦ in the mask piece
Bus' got aggravated,✦ slapped✦ the glass pieces✦
One nigga✦ beaming, faggot✦ ass
"Lay on the floor, you fuck!"
Tied his broken✦ arm to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped✦ around drama,✦ everything realer✦ than fuck
Tajuana left, my nigga✦ niece live calmer✦
Three young Italians, suited✦ down, personal style
I'm in velour,✦ white, designing on the 'dallions
Felt like some crackers was in back of me
Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry✦ Winston set, Ghost backing me
Bust a shot, motored, four mill' in paper✦ work, lord
We get together once more before✦ we blow this
Murdered✦ nobody,✦ left 'em all baseballed down, brother✦
Three wicked✦ ass 6s, Gucci colors✦
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Money!✦ Drop dead on the floor
Nigga,✦ pass the keys to the door
Pass me all the cash in the drawer✦
Or I promise, you'll be paying the price
Feeling like a nigga✦ died twice, execute the world's greatest✦ diamond✦ heist!
Y'all niggas✦ know we out to get this money✦
C'mon, money,✦ c'mon, money,✦ c'mon
Raekwon,✦ Ghostface,✦ Roc Marc', c'mon!
C'mon, money,✦ c'mon, money✦
C'mon, money,✦ c'mon, money,✦ c'mon money✦
Let's get this money,✦ nigga!✦
[Verse 3: Roc Marciano]
Yeah, we near the mine out west, somewhere in Africa✦
The Feds is after✦ us, vest on my back, whipping the Acuras✦
Feel like a MAC bustin',✦ a brother✦ pressed in on percussion✦
I'll bust in your gate, nigga,✦ it's nothing
A hail storm, ice raining,✦ mind containing✦ info✦
Nigga,✦ what you in for – complaining?✦
Six bars deep in this language, did I tell you how my day's spent?
Speaking through the face of Ronald Reagan✦
Iceberg History, calligraphy
Kaleidoscope colors,✦ hollow-head shells and flarin'✦ gunmen✦
Hate to see me comin',✦ like gray skies on Day of Judgment
Makes✦ you wonder✦ where the love went
Hit a nigga,✦ feed him to some buzzards, put up numbers
Plus I'm one to push his mug in, we duck in the safe, check what I'm huggin'✦
Rocks the size of some shit out in the Congo✦
My arms full, let's get the fuck out, "Busta,✦ we got you"
[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo, we do great study✦ on fossils and stones✦ like archeologists✦
Gemologists,✦ collect the most precious✦ ices✦ anonymous✦
Canary✦ stones,✦ yellow✦ like a pumpkin
Dunkin'✦ Donut✦ precious✦ size stones,✦ make me wanna✦ cut the safe open✦
Rae pass the blowtorch, Ghost brought the dynamite stick
Marciano✦ brought a chisel✦ with an ice pick
Princess cuts, invisible settings
Planning the world's greatest✦ diamond✦ heist, playing a tune by Otis✦ Redding
Icicle✦ cones✦ hang from the ceiling, just like stalagmites
Time to throw on a skully✦ and tie the rag tight
Throw it like an orphan✦ in the basket✦
Grabbed the necklace✦ from off the satin✦ pillow✦ while the glass casket✦
Ice lay across the crushed burgandy velvet✦ up in the diamond✦ slide-tray
Gun in your face, slide it right away✦
Roundtable with Habib, Miroshnykov, and the rest of them Jewish niggas✦
Got them niggas✦ drunk and talkin'✦ foolish
See, you know the way we straight manipulated✦ the shit
We swindle them niggas✦ for all their precious✦ things before✦ we skated✦ and shit
Yeah, y'all niggas✦ know we skated✦ early✦
Disguised✦ ourselves as Hasidic Jews and even✦ left my sideburns curly✦
Bounce to Mexico✦ and spend some pesos✦
And buried✦ the diamonds on an island your never✦ heard, like Turks and Caicos✦
Everytime we hit, we in and out quick
Don't be surprised✦ if we behind✦ supplyin' niggas✦ all the platinum and shit
[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Money,✦ money,✦ money,✦ money,✦ money✦
Money,✦ money,✦ money,✦ money,✦ money✦
Money,✦ money,✦ money,✦ money,✦ money✦
Money,✦ money✦
Yeah, the world's greatest✦ jewel✦ heist
Thoroughly and successfully executed
By none other✦ than Ghostface✦ Killah,✦ Raekwon✦ the Chef,
Roc Marciano,✦ and Busta✦ Rhymes✦
A job well done, fellas✦ – very✦ good piece of work

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