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Albums:

Still Ignorant (1987-1997) Live (Sacred Reich) · Ignore the Ignorant (The Cribs) · Wide Eyed & Ignorant (A House) · Ignore the Ignorant (The Cribs) · Ignore the Ignorant (The Cribs) · Here We Go 'Round the Mulberry Bush [RPM] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Shepherds Bush Empire (Joe Bonamassa) · In the Bush (Musique) · My Life in the Bush of Ghosts (David Byrne) · Live at Shepherds Bush Empire (Gary Numan) – and 90 other albums »


Word up, it's the Mos Def 
With Da Bush Babees 

And mad man Merc and the De La 
Word up, bringing it to you the nine-six 
It's all magic no tricks,
godly, dreads look crazy
Niggas think I'm from Da Bush Babees, bars make 'em push daisies
Alpha, omega, problem and solution
Intro and conclusion,
ladies
BIG or Small, I put it in your Bush, Babees
MC's don't Breed cause we keep a 2Pac
G like Craig and in your ear like Mack
So don't be an Outkast,
It's not the same
Da Last Don be my name
'Cause I'm tru to da game

I mean a bird in the bush can't touch one in the hand
Out in the streets be
Yeah

By my side
To all them n****s tryin' to get me
It's by my side
I'm takin' some of y'all with me
It's by my side
I'm makin' sure they don't
on the continent, it's here, it's everywhere!
And this is, if you will, a war, an all out assault by

The sly fox
Cyclops
We locked
In the idiot box
The video
Yeah

By my side
To all them niggas tryin' to get me
It's by my side
I'm takin' some of y'all with me
It's by my side
I'm makin' sure they don't
beat is now compelling me to explain in silence
Why my last jam was so violent
It's simple: BDP will teach reality
No beatin' around the bush
Ignorant flip, hey Miss you must jet
Flex for the funkiest but start to bounce
Measure Hip-Hop for weight, by the ounce
Bush on the tush, you're pulling
violent
It's simple: BDP will teach reality
No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just like The P Is Free
So now you know, a poet's job is never done
the poor
And after all you can say you saw
Cypress Hill, stompin once more
I play it by ear, I love to steer
The fifty-seven Bel Air from here to there
on the continent, it's here, it's everywhere
And this is, if you will, a war, an all out assault by

The sly fox, Cyclops, we locked in the idiot box
The video slots
Key Largo
Runnin' Nat narcotic
By George he got it
Takin' makin' the G erotic
And the fiends they scheme
So he can put 'em down
But his method is
The wrong button to push
No friend of Bush
I'm the centerpiece, you're a Maltese
I'm a pitbull off his leash, 
All this peace talk can cease
All these
kagni (uncovered with rhymes, it gets no realer)
Ni kera mogo

We born not knowing, are we born knowing all?
We growing wiser, are we just growing tall?
is all up in my face
Crazy ignorant, sweatin links minks and shit
Cosmetic, but deep down, derelict
Fake players, never get out the projects
It's
I said yes but she kept sayin' no
Yeah the scent was in the air
Was it a rose
I said excuse me ma'am
But you tweekin' my nose
She slapped him in
bally's is mean
Kid, none of y'all motherfuckers fuck with my team, Uh!

[Chorus: Trife Da God]
Aiyyo we the live niggaz holdin heat on the street corners
they roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we should've called it Hurricane (Georgia) Bush
Then they telling y'all lies on the news
The white people smiling like
I don't know how much you need, but it's more than you got
These niggaz rippin and robbin with the fifth in the closet
Cause y'all niggaz ignorant
The wrong button to push,
No friend of Bush
I'm the centerpiece, you're a Maltese.
I'm a pit bull off his leash,
All this peace talk can cease
All these
think y'all really wanna get wit me

We started gangsta walkin nigga no MC hammer

We really dealy get you hyper then hype

No cut or no arm n hammer
beat is now compelling me to explain in silence
Why my last jam was so violent
It's simple: BDP will teach reality
No beatin' around the bush
right
Here's one, it bust louder than a normal gun
Here's one, fire one and fire on and on
Ambush, we have bush and we have tech psycho
Run by and rat
are not fighting back
Brothers, sistas, niggas
When I say niggas it is not the nigga we are grown to fear
It is not the nigga we say as if it has no