Ya know what I mean Busta Rhymes in the place y'all Let me tell ya a little something, Yeah, alright Busta 1995, this year I want One of them Crazy, Sexy-Cool women Ya know what I'm sayin' One of them real crazy, just sexy

A sign of evil Witness the twilight of the gods Will they ever return A storm will take us And then wipe us out There's no retreat We're trapped in twilight While the gods will drowse Gods will drowse

That night I saw through all the magic I barely recognized him at all That night I put my youth in a casket And buried it inside of me Now I'm a witness to the death of a hero I burned all the pictures in the attic And threw away the magazines And now

Closing the eyes (bear witness to me) Freedom is all I have to say in defense Of what the world's becoming A nation hell bent on choosing what's right And how we all should live our lives Fuck their ways it is time to break free Fuck their hate

A lasting legacy or ruin brought in haste? The enemy of truth is lying there in state What we are witnessing is the decline of western civilization Crushing our potential and piling it on, how will history portray us? Attack the family, attack their

Prepare to witness a place of gore Of legal dissection and blood on the floor Carved up corpses, in the corner Sliced up by a psychotic coroner Slice, dice, chop them haphazardly Like laboratory mice, splatter brain matter Pound on the skull until it

Don't want no high rise tombstone Gonna gather up my saints Don't wanna hear you fussing If it is or if it ain't My life needs no witness And my burden is my own You gotta answer to somebody If you didn't learn then you didn't read Gotta live with it

They want all for one and none for all I want to be there to witness the downfall We are paralysed What’s it going to take to get us to stand up? ‘Cause you can see it in their eyes, they don’t give a fuck So cast your votes, watch them shed their skin

Everything black, I don't want black I want everything black, I ain't need black Some white some black, I ain't mean black I want everything black Once I finish this, witnesses will convey just what I mean I'm African-American, I'm African You hate me

I'm always lookin' for you Time and time again, I'm all alone Why do I pretend that I'm not cold I'm so cold, cold I'm so cold (I'm so cold) I wonder if the rain fallin' this heavily on my adversaries Why in a year, I bear witness to two obituaries