Love was burning like the summer
We were lost in one another
Holding on, holding on
We could not escape the heat
Love was dangerous but sweet
And it was strong
Now you're talking 'bout your freedom
What is that you say
You suddenly declared to me
Your independence day
Caught me by surprise
Fog turning to ice
Well it ain't even cold, baby,
How could it snow in July
Well, you led me to believe that
You found everything you needed
In my arms, for so long
I thought everything was fine
Now you're turning on a dime
And moving on, moving on
Now I should have brought my sweater
For a chill is in the air
There's a sudden change of weather
For which I am not prepared
Caught me by surprise
Fog turning to ice
Well, it ain't even cold, baby
How could it snow in July
Well, I should have brought my sweater
For a chill is in the air
There's a sudden change of weather
For which I am not prepared
Caught me by surprise
Fog turning to ice
Well, it ain't even cold baby
How could it snow in JulyIntro: Busta Rhymes
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Everything , everything , everything, everything , everything
Everything , everything , everything , everything , everything
Everything , everything , Flipmode Squad is everything , everything
Everything
[Spliff Star]
I handle weed steamers , niggas who push bench to beamers
Trigga finga happy niggas street corner heaters
Try to get a rap game crack game whatever
I gotta make it even if I gotta take it forcefully
Life is a bitch yo I love her but she's costing me
Fly nigga head who thought about double crossing me
Spliff Star , the dutch hits , one of the hungriest
Backed by Donald Johns and that's where my money is
[Rampage]
I told y'all six weeks rich don't forget
Another smash hit from my squad don't forget
It's Rampage yo y'all really want doubts
I'm the one that flipped your broad and make her freak out
And call her girlfriend then eat her ass out
I'm the black Caesar people been talking about
Imperial , I got the platinum material
I got time to verbalize the crew that eat your cereal
CHORUS 2X: Busta Rhymes
We gon give y'all niggas everything that you want
We gon give y'all niggas everything that you need
We gon give y'all niggas everything that you aint got
We gon give y'all niggas hot shit to blow the spot
[Rah Digga]
Imperial chick represent broads yonder
Sing , rap , act or be a host like Ananda
Type spoken true zonin out in the vocal booth
How I do that? Found new raps with tight blonde streaks in the middle
Or die blue black
Q grill write the ill make you raise your brow
And still be the illest mad years from now
All the way hell out
[Baby Sham]
Ayo the realness , start from back in the days
In QB , when niggas had they grimy ways
Up in the street when thugs had to hold they heat but never me
I slipped them off they own two feet
If you don't know I think you besta