We Miss You - Busta Rhymes, Demarco, Jelly Roll

The way I rep the street

And how a nigga killing every single second

They say I’m doing too much

I try to step back just a little just to give niggaz a chance

But as you’ve seen they really couldn’t do much

Even when I’m laying low

I put it down for every city and every borough

I love to put the hood up, I disappear just for a minute

And it’s funny when the same people say

We hate the fact that you gone, so now the hood be saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, we miss you

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Jack, lemme, lemme show you niggaz progress

Laying the law like I’m the head of Congress

Jewelry laying like a baby on they mom’s breast

Guess what?

I’m 'bout to drop another bomb, yes, yes

Back with the crack, fiends get in line

Feds patrolling the strip, see it’s election time

Mr. Rhymes thirsty to lock up every town bagged

Money heavy like we carrying babies in them brown bags

Like my brown Louis luggage, I’m in a brown suit

A rare Louis collection, pushing a brown Coupe

Paint job sick like a bitch leaking out brown douche

Hundred EX Phantom, suck in the brown pew

Banned, cigar man now look around you

People gather like they done finally found the truth

Every word so compelling, I’m burning down the booth

Now if you niggaz need proof, listen

The way I rep the street

And how a nigga killing every single second

They say I’m doing too much

I try to step back just a little just to give niggaz a chance

But as you’ve seen they really couldn’t do much

Even when I’m laying low

I put it down for every city and every borough

I love to put the hood up, I disappear just for a minute

And it’s funny when the same people say

We hate the fact that you gone, so now the hood be saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, we miss you

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Check, all rise, niggaz get it straight

(Ha)

I rep the hood, rain hail snow and earthquake

(Ha)

I’m past rattlin buildings, I make the earth shake

(Oh)

And make the hood wanna rebel and start to hurt Jake

(Jake)

Like how the pavement lay on every street

I turn savage and grow fangs when I’m on every beat

There’s never been any problem, we harbor heavy heat

You niggaz know that he got 'em, so listen when he speak

Go 'head niggaz, peep how I’m rolling up my sleeves on 'em

Boa constrictor flow I’m 'bout to put the squeeze on 'em

My money speak a different language, Lebanese on 'em

And turn it up another two thousand degrees on 'em

Get 'em, I dress bummy in Bugati, stupid

And drown cities when I give you that tsunami music

And watch my hood niggaz spaz, peep the way I do it

Long as you know who be the greatest don’t confuse it

The way I rep the street

And how a nigga killing every single second

They say I’m doing too much

I try to step back just a little just to give niggaz a chance

But as you’ve seen they really couldn’t do much

Even when I’m laying low

I put it down for every city and every borough

I love to put the hood up, I disappear just for a minute

And it’s funny when the same people say

We hate the fact that you gone, so now the hood be saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

We miss you, oh and we love what you doing saying

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, we miss you

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Yah, Busta Rhymes, come fi take over

Yah, watch you dance, or you a lead

Yah, c’mon go, yah, aight