Hot Fudge Lyrics - The Coming - Busta Rhymes

Yo, I rearrange your wholesome change 

Complicate your vision and make the world look strange 

Try to remain calm but yet you still feel perspiration 

Drip from the top of your lip - losing concentration 

Don't you try to front like we got some type affiliation 

Bought yourself a piece you shit to try and avoid the confrontation 

Fear me, it's in your bloodstream feel the circulation 

Permenantly trife and affecting life like ammunisation 

Oh shit, I've got you feeling nervous on purpose (Ha!) 

I love bring that shit right at you - door to door service 

Instantaneous, you will still get your shit bust (Bust) 

Only spontaneous, all that shit talk is miscellaneous 

You be rolling shady we gonn' establish all the shadyist 

Yet all of my black peoples be the most craziest 

Numerals of funerals every day 

When I take a closer look of all my niggas around my way (Ha!) 

Ha, yeah, I love to dig from deep within 

Making your head spin 

Hot Fudge coming on in good lord 

Hot Fudge coming on in good lord 

Hot Fudge coming on in good lord 

Hot Fudge... 

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Da Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Ohh Ohh Ohh 

Do Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Oww Oww Oww 

Aeiyo, you look like my man, y'all look similiar 

Alibis that niggas trying use like we familiar 

Fuck that! You really need to check your criteria 

Violating the world, annihilate your whole area 

Been in this too long to allow niggas to try to take mine 

23 years deep and I still exist as BUSTA RHYMES! 

Aeiyo, I'm in this to win this, gets down to handle my buisiness 

While I be Busta Rhymes you still be whoever your name is 

In my past life the world felt my mega blast 

Now in my present life I'ma still bust your fucking ass 

Yo, it's been predicted, ever since I was a child 

Getting addicted to candy bars I was still wicked 

Drop jewels on many fools while my niggas pack tools 

In '89 when we signed this Leaders Of The New School 

Four, lyrical Schwarzeneggers rolling like commanders 

Wrecking shit, hit after hit, while we set the standards 

Back then came leaders of the 'New it was like a dream come true 

You could scream on the mic and do what you gotta do 

In the meantime I show improved and stick my lagoon theory 

Scream at the top of my lungs until you fuckers hear me 

Yo, I love to dig from deep within 

Making your head spin 

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Hot Fudge coming on in good lord 

Hot Fudge coming on in good lord 

Hot Fudge coming on in good lord 

Hot Fudge coming 

Da Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Ohh Ohh Ohh 

Do Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Oww Oww Oww 

Da Da Do Dee Da Do Da Ohh Ohh Ohh 

Do Da Do Dee Da Do Da Oww Oww Oww 

Numerals of funerals everyday (repeat 12X