We Taking Off

[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Welcome to The Abstract and The Dragon Airlines Can you quickly get out the aisle and take your seats please? When you are finished putting your luggage or your bags On the overhead bin, please close that lid on your overhead bin And quickly take your seats and strap into your seat belts Because we're taking off, yea... [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Motherfucka confess it Speak on they god and address it Ya'll niggas already know The way i go when i rep it Before I come and i bless it Before I beat em decrepit And make these niggas respect it I'm only here to correct it But nigga just for the record You see these stones in my necklace? I ain't do none of that Though that bitch was stressing me In the back of my car And when im finished with mami, shawty light my cigar They can't believe i redid it They say this shit is bizarre Go get a drink at the bar I'm thinkin' a bottle, oh shit Despite i live like a czar Can not see none of you niggas My bat is too far, they shit is not up to par They do not talk to me star Now pass me a bud of the kush Go ahead and open the jar Dread growin', I'm back on my Bob Marley, where my guitar Hear the way the beat slap? That be my brother Kamaal We get together for ya'll Now peep the way we ball [Hook: Q-Tip & Busta Rhymes] We taking off You see us We taking off We taking off(off off off) I said that we taking off Never off of the work Never off of the grind But we taking off You see us We taking off We taking off(off off off) But we taking off Never off of the work Never off of the grind [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] Now what's the matter with ya'll Yes i'm talkin' to ya'll Some of ya'll frown and look at me And see and wish i would fall You need to stop staring at me You need to look at the wall Or you can look down the hall Or you can get down and crawl And while i continue to ball You can go shop at the mall Mad cause i tell the truth And now these guys wanna brawl They mad cause we do it big And all ya'll niggas small Can't fuck with me, not even a little Matter of fact, overall Stop being so fuckin' mad I'm here to make niggas happy By giving you all that shit Bitches callin' me Papi Rockin Givenchy Denim Even i wanna slap me For being so disrespectful with it Nigga get at me Overseeing the signs I'm only leaving with dimes That's real big for the Little times i invest in the club Be at the top of the mountain Flying high like a dub See how we risin' above, doing the shit that we love [Hook]