Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas- Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas- Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
I peek, then creep, count sheep and go to sleep
You n#gg#s got some problems automaters gon’ see
Yo’ flesh a mess, my nuts you best not test
You playa haters get free passes to my killin’ fest
Confess, this nine pop a shot
Can you handle the pain of my f#ckin’ chrome tome and if you can’t I advise you to hide
I die on blood ever, shake up my job offer
‘Cause the Evil Pimp pimpin’ from the f#ckin’ black market
I’m sellin’ yo’ organs and junk
Yo’ process, I take no shorts or losses
Yo’ family find yo’ body upside on bloody crosses
My fortress, four horses, with yo’ blood I begin to paint portraits
Take a walk through the house with bloodstains on the wall and the trail lead to mutilated corpses
I burst, it hurts, I love how blood squirts
The pain and the sufferin’ it’s my life sentence, fight my thirst
Yo’ first, what’s worst, so best stay f#ckin’ alert
But I get by my evil tendency n#gg# be facedown planet and Earth
Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas- Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas- Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Stan from the clan, gun in hand actin’ like superman
Blowin’ n#gg#s #ss off, of this clan
Busta put yo’ hands up, like a broken mirror I’ll up
Leavin’ n#gg#s bu-bu-buck, leave a n#gg# bleedin’ right into my trunk
Northside n#gg#s talkin’ sh#t
I’ll commit a felony, sweet robbery, showin’ m#th*rf#ck*rs my specialty
Leavin’ corpses under my bed
Under the mask, superman n#gg#s gettin’ shot in they head
High as hell, cocked, f#ckin’ in the street perpetratin’ this crime
Keep yo’ family in the home walkin’ out late night
Scopin’ out the f#ckin’ head, n#gg# doesn’t know that he ’bout to be hit
Busta get away so quick leavin’ police at the super
Hangin’ out the licker store, get a
Lightin’ up the, take a f#ckin’ hit and I’m ’bout to get blown
Bustas act like Superman but I got yo’ kriptonite
If you really Superman stop this bullet from my 9
Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas- Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas- Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas- Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
You best have yo’ cape so you can fly up to the afterlife
Bustas- Bustas act like Superman but bullets be yo’ kriptonite
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