BUSTA RHYMES feat EMINEM - Calm Down


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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.

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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
    E B E
    (Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout niggas!
    E
    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
    B E
    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
    E B
    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
    E
    (Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down nigga
    E
    (Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down nigga
    E B E
    (Steady on the left) Fuck it, blackout niggas!
    E
    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
    B
    And drive straight through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
    B
    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)
    E
    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
    E B
    Where Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
    B
    I almost fell asleep on the wake up show
    E
    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
    B
    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
    E
    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
    B
    His last piece of fan mail before he ran straight into the damn railing

    [Outro]
    Chill, man, chill

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