Quincey Tones - Dinner Time lyrics

[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Ayo, Royce Da 5'9" Why you wan' share your food with these n***as? We don't share food in the recession Bite these n***as like you bite the microphone [Verse 1] Living legend inside of a Smith & Wesson sliding out of the barrel I'm fire, don't try me cause I am hot Police cars with they sirens come by when I'm rhyming Saying they got a call that somebody 'round here done fired shots Mac-11's in order, the flow is like water Each quote's a quarter of blow, the chorus is followed by the dot Goons, goblins and creatures and monsters'll bounce ya and beat ya And stomp ya and eat ya, don't get swallowed by the block I pay a shrink every week to basically tell me "Lay here and speak to me" just to say how psychotic I am not I'm too fly with the viral and physical copies n***as sloppy, look up what you under, I'm what you tryna top I'm scared and compared to no man, I'm like the big hand on Big Ben I get in and I'm hitting my numbers 'round the clock I'm 'bout to give it back to my n***a Bus-a-Bus And have a seat, it's convenient I'm already copping a squat [Interlude: Busta Rhymes] Nowadays when n***as walk around They start to look like hamburgers and frankfurters Ayo, Royce Da 5'9", feed on these mothaf**as, homie, come on [Verse 2] Take him, gut him and take out his organs and smorgasbord him The more important he is I'm toe-tagging his beat Turn him to chicken chowder, dip him in some sniffing powder Season him with gasoline and throw his a** in the grease Mention my name in a record, I'mma come get you lyrically Individually I'mma take it back to the streets Cannibalistic mentality, rappers hating Decapitate him, rap 'bout what I naturally happen to be Flow is superb and you heard us forget it, two verses Two murders acquitted, personally it's a wrap, capiche? Fingers snapping and tapping they feet Clapping what happened the street, 'bout to happily bring it back to the D n***as claiming harder that all of this time n***as believe him until I see him and then slap him and see I ain't having it, havoc is average to me War's normal, only thing I'm having is having a feast [Interlude: Busta Rhymes] Royce Da 5'9", you my dog and I'm your dog Being that I already sic'ed you on these mothaf**as It's your turn to sic me on they a**, let's go! [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Every time that I marry the rhyme and the beat I go hairy and grind in the street, then I'm f**ing up everybody Pulverizing sh** like we gorillas and peeling your skin Like we banana peelers, it's hazardous if you copy Don't you know that I'm one of the coldest courageous The boldest contagious, ain't no one can phase this thing that I do Well, you know since I report the latest that n***as can't f** with me Cause I'm the greatest, my sh** is sick like the flu You see I'm animalistic, the cataclysmic events That'll happen whenever I grab the mic and talk Indeed I'm back and specifically that I'm hickory-dickory-dock of this rizzy The diddy bop in my walk Now I'm the messenger to set the temperature n***a Whenever the heat will be needed to hot the block up, I'm saying I got the Dillinger, Harry Kissinger with the ratchet The fact is I'm back with the clack and the click, see I ain't playing [Outro: Busta Rhymes] Why, oh why, oh why? Royce Da 5'9", please tell me why! Why the f** these n***as gon' let us get together and do this sh** to 'em It's so f**ing unfair, sh** is so unfair!