Busta Rhymes — Dillagence

[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Yeah! We gon' straight into something real, real, real dynamic for hip-hop Two thousand and eight shit In the name of the late, great James Yancey AKA J Dilla Dillagence! (Commissioner) [Chorus: Phonte & Busta Rhymes] One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no (Dillagence) One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no (Dillagence) One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no (Dillagence) One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Ayo, ayo, ayo, trust You see, the love is so genuine Mr. James Yancey was such a good friend of mine J Dilla—he's still a good friend of mine His beats'll send you to chiropractics, put a curve in your spine Make you need a realignment, cause you to spaz out Producers tryna compete, you niggas is ass-out I usually dare niggas to go against me He defied the laws of physics when it came to the MP See, I don't care how you other producers use it He ain't never speak a lot, but he spoke volumes through the music Jay D-I-double-L-A, remember the name With them killer beats, and so venomous with the pen game Like the thrill of me getting pussy, or bought my first gun He'd been blessing every one of my albums since the first one On this mixtape right here, there is no interceptions Every track is produced by Dilla, nigga—no exceptions Rap is out of control, let me show you the deal We put it together for those who appreciate the real Now, if you don't know what to do, you need to follow instructions You copping a beat, then cutting a check to "Pay Jay Productions" Beat'll bang in your head 'til you fall in a concussion Most producers be quietly biting Dilla, fronting You need to cut it out 'fore I gut it out Watch me shit on your little recipe while the Dilla legacy live on! [Break] And now, for our feature presentation...