Bellee Buss (Don't Make Me Laugh)

INTRO [Kardinal Offishall] Don't make me laugh You must be crazy Turn this up [Kardinal Offishall] Yo, kill that, kill that before I Capitol Hill that Do that track and I'm bound to counterattack you Where they at? Bring it back, beat it, move it over here Move it, do it like we know it could be done Could you (mettle us), mettle fame cream by my team seem Make a wrong move and I'mma make your blood prove that They can get down to rock (what?), rock the role So take it from the move faker (what?) Check the skull for lyrical incision into your brainwave The same name that I made in this game, put shame to your name Attempted to rock in the same rank, as I fly six footer Beef looter, rhyme shooter, style maker Girl taker, bread maker, for shaker, dead waker Cream faker, Earthquaker, headacher Make you want to visit the lab again, check the drawing board With the rhythmn as a shield and the mic as a sword CHORUS ** Laughter ** "Oh yeah" **echoed** "You make me.." **laughter** "Oh yeah" **echoed** "Get on it" "You make me.." **laughter** "Oh yeah" **echoed** "You make me.." **laugther** "Oh yeah" **echoed** "Get on it" **echoed** [Kardinal Offishall] Theoretical arts of my mind burns onto loose leaf Third dimensional verse put walkman on curves Microscopic techniques plain as day for you to see Mental cataclysm, smoked out brown physicalism Is it I? The kardinal pulling your string Nigga do, niggas say, check who you be, nigga Could you figure the trigger finger could be the key to lock thee Own your own soul, taken for faking the funkorama Be I see drama on the daily Not anything I can't handle, bitch So should you, or your crew could get f----- up by one dub And all my niggas want love Witness the star toucher, I bust a Scream for my team that's guaranteed to make your eyes scream You scream, we all scream, when faced with Armageddon When my empire strikes back, return of the Jedi Don't make me laugh 1/2 CHORUS [Kardinal Offishall] I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno Not a Puerto Rican, but I love the Chiquitas Meeting behind the speakers, each and every week This old freak named Nikita wants the Kardinal to be the face sit You'll get dis-graced kid Cut, bug up you and your baby because I blew Up the spot, Carl P gave me a clue Now we rocking 1-0-8 down to 88 point negative 2, ewe Big up the Offishall gal crew, it's Mr. Richie if you never knew Now you know, so ho, don't disrupt the flow Cause I'll make your little sister turn pro Don't make me laugh CHORUS