[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah back by popular demand, it's about to get Godly
Yeah hold it now! Aoww!
C'mon, c'mon (c'mon) yeah
Huh c'mon, c'mon (c'mon yeah

Bear witness on the way we stay cuttin 'em down
In two-thousand-two, shuttin 'em down
Have you sippin on it 'til you start suckin it down
I hope you know that we ain't fuckin' around
Niggaz you betta believe when you see me the shit be double trouble
I overload and take this SHIT to another level
I shut it down, sho' nuff, pack ya bags
Let me work, make it hurt, cause I'm next wreck
Lay flat nigga hit the deck, or face big disrespect
In addition the shit we wreck
Firework flow, spit and make a big effect
Bang it in the truck until ya whole shit eject, c'mon
Stop nigga, close ya shop
Scud missile launched fire burn quick, every shit we drop
From the ground with another sound yes we put it down
And always boom and pound, so we shut 'em down

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes (Pete Rock)]
I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down)
I shut 'em down (sh-sh, sh-sh, shut shut 'em down)
I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down)
I shut 'em down (shut 'em, sh-shut, shut shut 'em down)
I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut-sh-shut 'em down)
I shut 'em down (sh-sh, sh-sh, shut shut 'em down)
I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut shut 'em down)
I shut 'em down (shut 'em down, shut shut 'em down)

[Busta Rhymes]
One two three four five six seven eight nine
Coming through, better tuck in ya shine
Once ya looking for the heat, if ya seek it will find
I had these devils watching me saying these sneakers is mine!
Now hold up, we drop the bomb first then get under ya mom's skirt
To get her frenzied like a motherfucking rock concert
While you're busy and tryin to figure what the God's worth
I'll malfunction your plans 'til the motherfucking sound work
Now I'ma cuss when I bust ya ass
And leave 'em stiff when I hit 'em like a mustard gas
Steam fire when I puff, then I flick the ash
You wack and I had enough, put your shit in the trash
Now you know we got the shit in the smash
Wild until you slip and you crash, y'know we keep the shit in the stash
From the ground when we come around, yes we put it down
And always boom and pound, when we shut 'em down

[Chorus]

As we rocking you all to the future
We come to give you that
Operating like we be official
Yeah, we come to multiply
And we're planning the scheme for the long win
Yeah, our shit be always right
Every move you'll see how it's related

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Carlton Ridenhour, Gary Rinaldo, Hank Shocklee, James Henry Boxley Iii