Busta Rhymes — Footsteps

[Intro: Clinton Sparks] Let’s go! [Chorus: Labba, Clinton Sparks] Take a walk in our footsteps What you find is that hood shit Take a walk in our footsteps (Labba) What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit, ya heard? (Clinton Sparks) Take a walk in our footsteps (Flipmode) What you find is that hood shit Take a walk in our footsteps What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit, ya heard? (Smashtimeradio.com) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Bus’ Rhymes nigga, you know who the fuck 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 bitch a powerful team of niggas That’ll come and manufacture heat and’ll fuck up your cream I’m sayin’ Niggas know exactly what I do Let mе make a movie and shit 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 bitch while I hock the phlegm up Constantly I captivate see y’all niggas know my doctrine without the slightest compromise shit 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 scrape the street with you faggots and beat you like a fuckin’ ape [Chorus: Labba] Take a walk in our footsteps What you find is that hood shit Take a walk in our footsteps What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit, ya heard> Take a walk in our footsteps What you find is that hood shit Take a walk in our footsteps What you gon’ find is nothin’ but hood shit, ya heard? [Verse 2: Labba] Di-di-da-di, di-di-da-di-dang The AK47, pressed on your chin How the fuck you gon’ rap? How the fuck you gon’ act? How did it feel to have a monkey on your back? (That’s hood shit) 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 shit (release that boy) And what you gon’ find is gangster shit If you walk in my footsteps you gon’ find hood shit