Don't Touch Me Lyrics - B.o.m.b. - Busta Rhymes

This is a national security alert 

Ground Music, Flip Mode, Aftermath, here we go 

Back with the most venomous rap 

It be the godfather of the club banger let me hear you clap 

You can applause and from the very beginnin' 

You can give me a standin' ovation while I'm bangin' your face in 

With another banger I call it the cliffhanger 

Watch me mangle and strangle this whole rap shit 

(Come on) 

You could see the way I make 'em mad sick 

From down bottom the way I got 'em give me my cash quick 

(Come on) 

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Log on you better grab onto somethin' 

Because I'm 'bout to shake shit again and make 'em black bitch 

(Come on) 

Now you hear the shots ring off from bitches takin' everything off 

Each other got 'em whylin' runnin' for cover 

The King Kong, Big Foot gully with a scully 

Bully of rap still ugly with the money runnin' the trap 

Now they givin' me dap, as far as I'm concerned in this mu'fucker 

Like how I got 'em now they ready to snap 

So don't touch me nigga 

(You might burn yourself) 

Don't touch me nigga 

(You might burn yourself) 

It's gettin' hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

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We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

Here we go 

Now you see the alcohol spillin' and we got 'em 

Hands in the ceilin', you know we only come to rattle the bulidin' 

And break it on down just a little once again 

Knowin' we holdin' the bank so let me keep the dice rollin' 

And keep it traditional the way I keep my money fallin' 

While you slackin' on yo' mackin', Duke, we always keep it goin' 

Right to the left, do it to death, now watch me 

Come through with a chisel that make the game sizzle 

And I, pull out the skillet, prepare for the cookin' 

How I'm whylin' niggas wonderin' when I'm gonna bring the hook in 

Thugs ice grillin' every time they get to lookin' 

Got 'em whylin' overseas all the way back to go Brooklyn 

Now they ready to spaz 'cause we bring the best to them 

Shit that shut it down on the regular 

That's with the fly 80s' nigga that was whippin' in a Cressida 

Fresher than, most of these niggas, killin' the rest of the 

Fellas that was thinkin' that they as rushin' in and bustin' in 

But the way we was doin', we was musclin' their hustlin' 

So don't touch me nigga 

(You might burn yourself) 

Don't touch me nigga 

(You might burn yourself) 

It's gettin' hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

Here we go 

You don't really want it my dude 

I'm sayin' most my niggas is rude 

And when we come we eat a nigga food 

Back to the fact in the matter at hand 

For me to come in control this whole shit, was only part of the plan 

The other part of the plan is for you to understand 

That nothin' could fuck with the kid, let me say it again 

The Broad Back B, Busta Bus back to put out the trash 

And just for the record, we got it on smash, now 

How the fuck they even got the audacity 

The fire marshall come and try to talk about capacity 

Every time I'm in the spot, I hope you know it has to be 

Extremely packed to shut it down, you'll probably cause a tragedy 

Don't you know that when I'm in the place I change the mood again 

I be whylin' wit raunchy bitches and a bunch of hooligans 

Now don't get it fucked up just because I flaunt it 

Niggas think that they can test me, bring it if you really want it 

See I be the type to always beat you to the punch faster 

I keep a smile on my face, but carry the Bushmaster 

So don't touch me nigga 

(You might burn yourself) 

Don't touch me nigga 

(You might burn yourself) 

It's gettin' hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

Keep it goin' 

You already know I said it word to mother 

Shit is so hot you niggas think it's cold in the summer 

Shh, calm the noise down let's get a little quiet 

'Cause the neighbors call the police they know we cause riots 

And they know that we'll have them thinkin' they dancin' with the devil 

When they play the music turn the volume to the highest level 

You got it right 

Let's keep the bomb goin' like we lit a stick of dynamite 

Bow you know you need to follow whenever you hear the God spit 

(Aww shit) 

You see me nigga back in the cockpit 

Out to gettin' this money I give you all a stock tip 

Perspire by a nigga till you see the sweat drop drip 

So don't touch me nigga 

(You might burn yourself) 

Don't touch me nigga 

(You might burn yourself) 

It's gettin' hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

We got 'em hot in this bitch 

(So throw the water on 'em) 

Here we go