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Busta Rhymes You Can T Hold The Torch

niggaz can't hold the torch, so why pass it) Aiyyo these niggaz In the game don't sound the same Bust, these niggaz In the game don't sound the same

game don't sound the same Aiyyo what happened? {They ain't got in 'em to make a classic} Aiyyo what happened? {These niggaz can't hold the torch, so

game don't sound the same Aiyyo what happened? {They ain't got in 'em to make a classic} Aiyyo what happened? {These niggaz can't hold the torch, so

is released upon the call of the beat As you rock along to a funky treat Like a torch, we're keepin you active Our rhythm will hold you captive We're

the dance floor, and don't even rough with me I ain't goin' for it, I ain't buyin' it so don't even try me Dance sucker, Mother Tucker can, that old

all again And revise and memorize there lyrics to tell a friend [Chorus] You can't yank the plug on the vibe (hip-hop is livin') It's really livin' You can't

You need all the dope khaki's that you can feature So I can serve you, you know the procedure Listen to the man intellectualize, visualize Your whole posse gettin' paralyzed I don't wanna hear no alibi's, don't

the Ghostrider, a six-pack and A Streetcar Named Desire, who got my back? In the line of fire holding back, what? My peoples if you with me where the fuck you

't go to work You drippy nose knuckle-head - you're we behind the ears You like men - and we like beer. (repeat chorus) King of the Ave. with the Def female You