"Hott Bizness" as written by and Tom William Shimura Joy Malig Shimura....
Ferocious,
The most explosive mackadocious potentest
Braggadocious vocalist going postal
Toast of both coasts from Oakland to Hoboken
Only my supposed foes with hypnosis
I'm goin' toe-to-toe with these soul-less, totally bogus
??? show biz ass posers that don't show no emotion
Hold my folks close but hold my foes closer than coats on clothespins.
I don't know if you know this but when I stroll into the door
My opponents is frozen like a yeoman on a boat that seen a ghost ship in the ocean
Eyes bulgin' wide open like a goldfish
I told em "homie lower your dosage."

I go back like Topaz Stones or Zirconie,
Yes I go back like homeroom boners of Opalona
and I go back like envelopes with no postage,
I told ya'll I could hold my own.

[Chorus]
I've got to break it down again, it's time you really really?? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I've got to break it down again, it's time you really really?? (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Don't be ridiculous homie, acting beligerent talkin,
you want an incident involving fistacuffs listen up closely.
I can't be pissed at you though, that's only abmitions that's talkin',
Plus since we on the issue, let's just discuss this.
So uhh, you should'nt listen to all these critics that pigeon-hole me.
They constantly fishin' for stories, actin' mischevious homie,
but don't get it twisted though, don't think for a minute I'm jokin'
This is my business I'm always biz aint that enough to eat??

[Chorus]

Soul yodelin', overloadin' the court
This audience explodin' blowin' up the auditorium
Ignoring city ordinance, bodily parts showin'
But it's normal though, par for the course for Lyrics Born
Your father'd have a cardiac arrest in his cardigan vest
If he saw how his daughter gets when she's partyin', just
Like New Orleans at Mardi Gras, or Rio at Carnivale,
Y'all believe me now, it's all of the above
Pourin' out a little more Drakkar Noir
For all of the funk we've lost in the art form
I'm at war with y'all
Recording artists making horrible songs,
Crack your porcelain jaw
Now come on and sing the chorus for us

[Chorus]

[In background]
I've got to break it down again, it's time you really really?? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I've got to break it down again, it's time you really really?? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I've got to break it down again, it's time you really really?? (hott bizness)
I've got to break it down again, it's time you really really?? (hott bizness)
I've got to break it down again, it's time you really really??

[In foreground]
This is hott bizness, baby, light 'em up like Tic-Tac-Toe
This is hott bizness, baby ??? like ???
This is hott bizness, baby, light 'em up like Tic-Tac-Toe
This is hott bizness, baby ??? like ???
This is hott bizness, baby, light 'em up like Tic-Tac-Toe
This is hott bizness, baby ??? like ???
This is hott bizness, baby, light 'em up like Tic-Tac-Toe
This is hott bizness, baby ??? like ???
This is hott bizness, baby, light 'em up like Tic-Tac-Toe


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    Lyric CorrectionReally close on the first part mate.. Your third verse is flawless.

    Hope this helps:

    Ferocious,
    The most explosive mackadocious potentest
    braggadocious vocalist going postal
    toast of both coasts from Oakland to Hoboken
    only my supposed foes with hypnosis
    I'm goin' toe-to-toe with these soul-less, totally bogus
    ??? show biz ass posers that don't show no emotion
    Hold my folks close but hold my foes closer than coats on clothespins.
    I don't know if you know this but when I stroll into the door
    my opponents is frozen like a yeoman on a boat that seen a ghost ship in the ocean
    eyes bulgin' wide open like a goldfish, I told em "homie lower your dosage."

    I go back like Topaz Stones or Zirconie,
    Yes I go back like homeroom boners of Opalona
    and I go back like envelopes with no postage,
    I told ya'll I could hold my own.

    Don't be ridiculous homie, acting beligerent talkin,
    you want an incident involving fistacuffs listen up closely.
    I can't be pissed at you though, that's only abmitions that's talkin',
    plus since we on the issue, let's just discuss this.
    So uhh, you should'nt listen to all these critics that pigeon-hole me.
    They constantly fishin' for stories, actin' mischevious homie,
    but don't get it twisted though, don't think for a minute I'm jokin'
    This is my business I'm always biz aint that enough to eat?
    azwethinwkeizon April 09, 2011   Link

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