New Crack City

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]

Busta Rhymes bitch

Boss bitch

Get familiar bitch

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, Clinton Sparks]

From the New Crack City (City)

I got it for you niggas (Niggas) bitches (Bitches) hoes (Hoes) (New Crack City) crackheads (Crackheads) strippers (Strippers)

I chop you niggas shit just like a fuckin' pair of clippers (clippers)

(Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes)

We come to eat your food if you niggas ain't rollin’ wit' us (Get familiar)

From the New Crack City (City)

I got it for you niggas (Niggas) bitches (Bitches) hoes (Hoes) (Mixunit.com) crackheads (Crackheads) strippers (Strippers)

I chop you niggas shit just like a fuckin' pair of clippers (clippers) (Flipmode)

We come to your the food if you niggas that ain't rollin’ wit' us

[Verse: Busta Rhymes, Clinton Sparks]

The way I murder shit and irritate and hurt your clique disintеgrate you faggots

Wait [?] to make you participate you maggots

Makе you close your shop and switch your gate control your block and strip your cape

From your hustle I make you have to go and try to situate

Use my muscle now see we straight abbreviate my words whenever I’m talkin’ should never say too much when I communicate

When we awake I regulate and mediate the cream you make

When we up on the strip ultimate hustler (Hold on) the spot it great you see the hate

[Interlude: Clinton Sparks]

It’s the New Crack City street album

Get fuckin' familiar

Hey Bus’, let’s break this shit down for ‘em

[Verse: Busta Rhymes, Clinton Sparks]

The way I murder shit and irritate and hurt your clique disintegrate you faggots

Wait [?] to make you participate you maggots

Make you close your shop and switch your gate control your block and strip your cape

From your hustle I make you have to go and try to situate

Use my muscle now see we straight abbreviate my words whenever I’m talkin’ should never say too much when I communicate

When we awake I regulate and mediate the cream you make

When we up on the strip ultimate hustler (Clinton Sparks) the spot it great

You see the hate when I puncture your abdominal area

See the mistake that you made was to think I done [?]

We still gon’ find your bitch ass, piece of cake need to me to break it

Down for niggas like y’all when you leave the state you should know we keep a low jack on you bastards with the key to bake and cook ‘em for the fiends who come in they ass ‘cause can they get a taste [?] and I run all the coke right through the hood really, feel me?

I’m purest form of the crack and they call me New Crack City