Lyrics:
Roll the clip and run it back
I'm really like that
I'm really not friendly, I need my credit
Niggas hate that
I need the numbers, I need the data
an erasing virus
I'm a low-grade threat just fooling around
I put a red skeleton picture on your screen
I've got all your data, I've got all your secrets
start
What is your data
Databus
Databus
I'm pushing your breakpoints
Anytime Mike
Know my subroutine
Motorola exorsizer
Modem connecting
In sync
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
connection yes, we're stable
We both hitting "Yes, enable"
We're online
The transfers are in progress
I lose myself in so much process
The data transfer is
Esco dal Fanciulla che sembra che l’ho data
Beh sinceramente posso dì che l ho data
Dentro al bagno co na tipa tutta bella sketchata
Becco il
enough
I know I'm playin' to tough crowds
Convert the data 'til our races can whip the bus 'round
We 'bout to shake the taco truck down
Nah, I'm
where innovation expands
I3C, oh I3C, a bus that's supreme
Clock, data, and efficiency in one seamless stream
Dynamic addressing, multi-masters in sync
share codes until the fuckin app disables
If your phone says share your data promise me you press enable
Chewing copper cables
I just touched down came
I have a switch to enable my outgoing
Socialising potency, usually isolated but not lonely
Share the mental telepathic equilibrium with me
Combine
in repitition, words never heard before
but still the rendition of rap will enable me to attack
from dawn to dusk, for liberation
Driven I will never
Show your G-stro
(Oooh aaah) Show your G-stro
2009 Bus Rhyme back up on the scene
Back against ya with a pocket full of cream
I'm the epitomser
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di dat like dat
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
Still rollin' rollin'
Left right
Shot callin'
Broke down cars in data mines
Spaced out crashed in picket lines
Lost themselves in highway signs
Blacked out in a constant state of delirium
I
getting strangled, bus it on the radar, bullet penetrate yea Bali on my head like Mr motivator, gloves on my hand prints on the data chilling with
Superintendent, common super sense
Super data stream, super squeaky clean
From the superbowl, what a supreme show
Super place to go, on board the super flow
patterns
And our love just becomes data
And I sail off bon regatta
Au revior, abientot
It’s so sad to see you go
There’s a Greyhound bus
Back about three
Dhaari tu Jug ka hai data Koi Nahi Mera Tujhse hi
Naata
Haa raakh se ho Shringaar tera
Ser pe mere rahe bus haath tera
Trilok data shiv Shankar tera Jo
with money chasing
And we don't stop with the money making Data tararara Data data tararara
Vers
Står med the thugs'dem så put the belly on
Om jag har de
Man keeping it real I don't fuck with the fakers
Haters, can't see you I got no data
Any bad relationship ready to break up
Motor mi tide bus stop
to the trick as I flip the script
You're feeling rust like a thrust of an arrow, plus,
You're looking through the eye of a barrel, Bus!
Emergency!
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