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This song is the official lead single from Busta's tenth album titled "E.L.E.2".
Loved this one! Crazy hook, sick beats and a terrific performance by Eminem.
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BUSTA RHYMES feat EMINEM - Calm Down
This song is the official lead single from Busta's tenth album titled "E.L.E.2".
Loved this one! Crazy hook, sick beats and a terrific performance by Eminem.
What do you think about this song and it's transcription? Comment below.
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Scale: E Major
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 93
INTRO B E
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
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Turn my mic up
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Turn my mic up
[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
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(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
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(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down nigga
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(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
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(Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout niggas!
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Oh my Lord
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
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Know when the cats get down
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Sprinkle the ash, you’ll get your ass kicked, pow!
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Frown while I shit on your crown
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Skip town grounds will appear on the king cash cow
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Do I make 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
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I sit with the pound, click, pow
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Blow, click, click, pow, click pow
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Stop traffic dropping them classics, flip now
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Bitches I’m making them skip with thou
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Art, you don’t really want that when I growl
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Let me come (rawr, rawr, rawr) let me come and mop up the knock offs
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When I pop off I never stop, cause
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What we do? Come through, you better lock doors (PAUSE)
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The wolves wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
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No need to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
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And if you ain’t have enough
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What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
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Fuck is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
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Bang on another song, I’mma have these niggas nervous
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And clipping they nails and dribbling in wetness
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And nibble them like sunflower seed shell, so
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See these skills got my weight up heavy like three whales
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And I shit on Ishamels ‘til the speakers fell into the weed smell
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Nigga your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, .on email
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Talking, I’m sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
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See I cook like I’m slanging a weed sale
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And I triple gram and whoop ‘em and drag 'em like females (gasp)
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Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
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The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
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Her stomach down like she was a basement fuck
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Swell up this shit like I’m sticking sticks in their gut
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So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake niggas up
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Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
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I’m waiting for the taking while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
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It’s kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking ‘til I’m blasted
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All ratchet and racing (crunk) keeping over ‘em blacking
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Until I’m leaving ‘em stuck
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I got ‘em happier than a child in a park chasing a duck
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When I’m chasing a buck it’s funny, niggas be chasing they luck
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I be lacing them up like boots when I’m pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
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Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, ‘til this shit circling back around
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With more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
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While I light up shit that I toss
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I quit worshiping Gods, look around
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It's certain this shit splatters click paint that’ll make ‘em scatter
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Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it doesn’t matter (rip)
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Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
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Break ‘em and they know that it’s a classic
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And the way it’s going you could easily get your ass kicked
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See, me and Shady together we’re crazy
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Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (you're that sick?)
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Cause I'm from Haiti, I’m suggesting you pay me, don’t make me wanna spazz (lalalala)
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Like I’m a crazy Israeli, bastards
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While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a heater
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I’m chopping your foot off now it’s mine and I’m putting my feet up
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Back to the hood and off to the whylin’ I’m hoping you protect your child
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And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
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(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
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(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down nigga
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(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
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(Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout niggas!
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Oh my Lord
[Verse 2: Eminem]
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There's a light contagiousness to this tirade
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It just might make you sick
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So irate with this my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
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Is my mind scrambled? (I'm lit) Yes, narrow minded
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But go through such a wide range of this emotion
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That my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
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I just pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
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With his personal memoir saying he's bi
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Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
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And drive straight through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
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Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
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And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
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Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
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To take the attention away from my stinking face it was bringing
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Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
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An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
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So if this is any indication of what you may be facing
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You better make a distinction cause you fake imitations
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Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression
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That's the worst impersonation I've ever seen and
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Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
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But sounds like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
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What kind of stupid question is that?
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Hey Mrs. Abraham Lincoln
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Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
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You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
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See me on a ballot? I'm running for class clown
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Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a candidate
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To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
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To have every campus on a fucking rampage
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Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
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And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
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Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
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But this ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
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Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the days of old
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Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
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I almost fell asleep on the wake up show
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Fuck you telling me, fools? I was living shock
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Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
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Me and Bus put it down like a sick pet
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You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
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"I sit in front of my computer all day and comment on
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Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
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Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
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With Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
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Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets clogged
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I'm so full of self-esteem that I sweat fog
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Yes, yes y’all, steady on the left, y’all
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Step off of it or you get stepped on soft
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Bout as commercial as my fucking leo jet
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Jealously’ll get you as green as a Geopet
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I can see that you’re visibly upset, dawg
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Alert, alert, girl, alert
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Once you went into the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
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Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
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Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
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But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
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Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
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More afraid of success than I am of failure
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So what does that tell ya?
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That on a grand scale I don’t give a fuck about nothing like Stan mailing
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His last piece of fan mail before he ran straight into the damn railing
[Outro]
Chill, man, chill
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