Calm Down (feat. Eminem)

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Calm Down (feat. Eminem) by Busta Rhymes

Calm Down (feat. Eminem) Lyrics

[00:15.01] Turn my mic up
[00:16.02] Turn my mic up
[00:17.98] (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
[00:20.31] (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down nigga
[00:22.76] (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
[00:25.16] (Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout niggas!
[00:28.06] Oh my Lord
[00:29.16] Lower the casket down
[00:30.79] Sprinkle the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
[00:33.93] Frown while I shit on your crown, skip town
[00:36.33] Ground zero appear on the king cash cow
[00:38.74] Do I make 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
[00:41.18] I sit with the pound, click, pow
[00:43.84] Blow, click, click, pow, click, pow
[00:46.21] Stop traffic dropping them classics, flip now
[00:49.43] Bitches I'm making them skip with thou
[00:51.84] Art, you don't really want start when I growl
[00:54.78] (rawr, rawr, rawr) let me come and mop up the knock offs
[00:57.48] When I pop off I never stop, cause
[00:59.86] When we do come through, you better lock doors (PAUSE)
[01:03.30] The wolves wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
[01:05.44] No need to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
[01:07.57] And if you ain't have enough
[01:09.16] What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
[01:12.35] Fuck is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
[01:15.04] Bang on another song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
[01:17.46] And clipping they nails and dribbling in wetness
[01:19.25] And nibble them like sunflower seed shell
[01:21.11] See these skills got my weight up heavy like three whales
[01:23.57] And I shit on Ishmaels 'til they're stinkin' foul and my weed smell
[01:26.08] Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
[01:29.22] See I cook like I'm slanging a weed sale
[01:30.59] And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females (gasp)
[01:34.86] Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
[01:40.91] The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
[01:44.93] It's going down like she was a basement fuck
[01:47.12] Swell up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
[01:49.27] So gracefully, ungraciously, I painfully wake niggas up
[01:51.99] Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
[01:54.40] I'm waiting for the taking while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
[01:56.99] It's kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
[01:59.62] Around and racing (crunk) keeping 'em over and blackening
[02:02.03] Until I'm leaving 'em stuck
[02:03.68] I got 'em happier than a child in a park chasing a duck
[02:05.25] When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
[02:09.74] I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
[02:12.71] Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
[02:16.59] With more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
[02:18.92] While I light up shit that I toss
[02:20.28] I quit worshiping Gods, look around
[02:21.85] Exerting, the shit splatters click painful that'll make 'em scatter
[02:24.22] Shameful the way I shatter, should have parted the matter (rip)
[02:26.62] Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
[02:29.63] Break 'em and they know that it's a classic
[02:31.30] And the way it's going you could easily get your ass kicked
[02:33.37] See, me and Shady together we're crazy
[02:35.75] Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we're that sick?)
[02:38.65] Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz (Alalala)
[02:42.42] Like I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
[02:44.26] While I bite the beat up and I'm starting to heat up
[02:46.61] I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
[02:48.88] Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
[02:51.47] And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
[02:54.18] But the beat is fried!
[02:55.74] (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
[02:57.68] (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down nigga
[03:01.32] (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
[03:04.55] (Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout niggas!
[03:14.76] Oh my Lord
[03:16.02] There's a light contagiousness to this tirade
[03:16.86] It just might make you sick
[03:17.66] So irate with this my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
[03:20.53] Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) narrow minded
[03:22.18] But go through such a wide range of this emotion
[03:24.34] That my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
[03:26.19] I just pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
[03:28.03] With his personal memoir saying he's bi
[03:29.35] Waving a nine, a picket sign, egging his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
[03:32.88] And drive straight through the gay pride parade yay Yippee-Ki-Yay
[03:35.85] Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
[03:38.73] And should I take it as a sign? Maybe to take 'em back into times (Shady)
[03:41.63] Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
[03:44.08] To take the attention away from my stinking face it was bringing
[03:46.26] Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
[03:48.85] An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
[03:51.87] So if this is any indication of what you may be facing
[03:54.42] You better make a distinction cause you fake imitations
[03:56.82] Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression
[03:59.21] That's the worst impersonation I've ever seen and
[04:01.44] Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
[04:03.86] But sounds like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
[04:06.53] What kind of stupid question is that?
[04:09.73] Hey Mrs. Abraham Lincoln
[04:10.54] Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
[04:14.71] You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
[04:18.27] See me on a ballot? I'm running for class clown
[04:18.72] Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a candidate
[04:20.63] To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
[04:23.03] To have every campus on a fucking rampage
[04:24.68] Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
[04:28.16] And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
[04:30.60] Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
[04:33.14] But this ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
[04:35.60] Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the days of old
[04:38.58] Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
[04:41.48] I almost fell asleep on the wake up show
[04:43.39] Fuck you telling me, fools? I was living shock
[04:46.50] Raising hell up in jews when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
[04:49.14] Me and Bus put it down like a sick pet
[04:51.58] You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
[04:53.96] "I sit in front of my computer all day and comment on
[04:56.36] Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
[04:59.51] Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
[05:02.24] With Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
[05:04.92] Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, pores never get clogged
[05:07.88] I'm so full of self-esteem that I sweat fog
[05:10.22] Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left, y'all
[05:13.46] Step off or you get stepped on soft
[05:15.09] Bout as commercial as my fucking Learjet
[05:16.94] Jealously'll get you as green as a Chia Pet
[05:19.39] I can see that you're visibly upset, dawg
[05:22.55] Alert, alert, girl, alert
[05:23.36] Once you enter in my house of pain, you're in a world of hurt, so
[05:26.22] Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
[05:27.89] Jump around, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
[05:30.57] But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
[05:34.09] Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
[05:36.12] More afraid of success than I am of failure
[05:38.80] So what does that tell ya?
[05:40.42] That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
[05:42.89] Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan mail
[05:44.96] Before he ran straight into the damn railing
[05:46.83] Chill, man, chill
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From the album: Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God (Reloaded)