[Intro]
Head bussa...
Head bussa...
Head bussa...
Head bussa...
[Chorus: x 4]
I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa (head bussa)
[Verse: Noreaga]
Hey yo...
Yo, N-O-are, you can catch me in my favorite car (car)
Drop Lex, black truck, Gordo the Lazy are
I'm like a pitcher, I throw my hits crazy far
And if you is what you smoke then - hey why'all
I'm never faired up (faired up) I got some lead what (lead what)
And keeps some chicks in my whips and they always just f*** my head up
I'm like whatever God, ain't a n**** better guard?
I rock a Neptunes beat like it's a leather garm
Know about you, but I'm a bed crusher
See I don't know about you, but I'm a head bussa
You see it's God Favorite, he built the project bricks
Chicks love us anyway, cause we just make hits
No Re-my, I'm good with just water and fish
Thugged out Militainment see we focused - b****
Stand strong in the pain, see me hold my pivot
Or you can catch me in LA, with a Mexican midget
[Chorus: x 4]
[Verse: Noreaga]
Yo, yo...
See I'm a Philly n****, I can't f*** wit a dutch chick
Automatic whips, can't f*** wit a clutch s***
Jo-se (Jose) I'm so relaxed it seems
The first n**** sellin' cracks through a fax machine
s*** Star Tek (Star Tek) I hold my gun in the raids
And I can make planes crash through a two-way page
n***** stack like, act like I ain't made mad classics
Like I'm a new artist, demerit these rat b******s
But that's aight cause I'm a still make more
And I could sell bad work, still say that it's raw
I make songs for the poor n*****
The most grimey and raw n*****, the ki-ki-kickin' your door n*****
Go arm wrestle next, see whose neck I break
I send my little man home (dude go home man) have to check out late
She a bed crusher, see I'm a bad person
[Chorus: x 7]
[Bridge]
Duh...
Ain't a d*** - thing the same
Look, I'm a see if ya sayin' my name (N-O-R)
Millionaires, that change the game
That got 9/11 clouds (clouds) and bullets that grain
Don't calm down (down) this is soldier game (fa' sho n****)
Kill for money, the raw and the caine
Let me, see you flag, the color of car n****
Fix your fingers, show me what you are
[Verse: Noreaga]
See I'm a head bussa (bussa) it ain't hard to tell
That I'm a keep makin' hits, it ain't hard to sell
And them Def Jam n***** put that paper behind us
We left that other label, and the hatin' behind us
n***** want beef, it ain't hard to find us
We in the 'Lac Truck, them n***** in Path-Finders and-uh
The crime scene like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.!
People want to scream they like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.!
Man, I'm outta' town my n***** travel, too
We in LA getting' sucked off in Malibu
A new-car, ask the Jake, they call me "no s***"
'Cause everytime they question me, I don't know s***
And hold this, yea n**** just know this
I always drink Henny, hardly know the 'Cris
Straight monster-wrist, I keep a ill beat
And n***** hardly like you, your s*** still weak
[Bridge]
[Chorus: x 8]
Head bussa...
Head bussa...
Head bussa...
Head bussa...
[Chorus: x 4]
I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa (head bussa)
[Verse: Noreaga]
Hey yo...
Yo, N-O-are, you can catch me in my favorite car (car)
Drop Lex, black truck, Gordo the Lazy are
I'm like a pitcher, I throw my hits crazy far
And if you is what you smoke then - hey why'all
I'm never faired up (faired up) I got some lead what (lead what)
And keeps some chicks in my whips and they always just f*** my head up
I'm like whatever God, ain't a n**** better guard?
I rock a Neptunes beat like it's a leather garm
Know about you, but I'm a bed crusher
See I don't know about you, but I'm a head bussa
You see it's God Favorite, he built the project bricks
Chicks love us anyway, cause we just make hits
No Re-my, I'm good with just water and fish
Thugged out Militainment see we focused - b****
Stand strong in the pain, see me hold my pivot
Or you can catch me in LA, with a Mexican midget
[Chorus: x 4]
[Verse: Noreaga]
Yo, yo...
See I'm a Philly n****, I can't f*** wit a dutch chick
Automatic whips, can't f*** wit a clutch s***
Jo-se (Jose) I'm so relaxed it seems
The first n**** sellin' cracks through a fax machine
s*** Star Tek (Star Tek) I hold my gun in the raids
And I can make planes crash through a two-way page
n***** stack like, act like I ain't made mad classics
Like I'm a new artist, demerit these rat b******s
But that's aight cause I'm a still make more
And I could sell bad work, still say that it's raw
I make songs for the poor n*****
The most grimey and raw n*****, the ki-ki-kickin' your door n*****
Go arm wrestle next, see whose neck I break
I send my little man home (dude go home man) have to check out late
She a bed crusher, see I'm a bad person
[Chorus: x 7]
[Bridge]
Duh...
Ain't a d*** - thing the same
Look, I'm a see if ya sayin' my name (N-O-R)
Millionaires, that change the game
That got 9/11 clouds (clouds) and bullets that grain
Don't calm down (down) this is soldier game (fa' sho n****)
Kill for money, the raw and the caine
Let me, see you flag, the color of car n****
Fix your fingers, show me what you are
[Verse: Noreaga]
See I'm a head bussa (bussa) it ain't hard to tell
That I'm a keep makin' hits, it ain't hard to sell
And them Def Jam n***** put that paper behind us
We left that other label, and the hatin' behind us
n***** want beef, it ain't hard to find us
We in the 'Lac Truck, them n***** in Path-Finders and-uh
The crime scene like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.!
People want to scream they like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.!
Man, I'm outta' town my n***** travel, too
We in LA getting' sucked off in Malibu
A new-car, ask the Jake, they call me "no s***"
'Cause everytime they question me, I don't know s***
And hold this, yea n**** just know this
I always drink Henny, hardly know the 'Cris
Straight monster-wrist, I keep a ill beat
And n***** hardly like you, your s*** still weak
[Bridge]
[Chorus: x 8]