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(feat. Busta Rhymes) [Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample] As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRAH RRRAH like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon... [Nicki Minaj] I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin' See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin' I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin' So fuck I look like gettin' back to a has-been? Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flatscreen (Haha) Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentence'n I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt And I'll kick that hoe, punt Forced trauma, blunt You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front SongtexteYou need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock I am a movie, camera block You outta work, I know it's tough But enough is enough [Hook] Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon [Busts Rhymes] Nicki, how you gon' take my hot line and make it a hot song? like I ain't s'posed to step on this shit like King Kong see as a child I was born with an old soul see I would breath heavy, flame would shoot out of my nose hole (haaa, haaa) so much shit, diapers love to play with matches and drink all the fluid outta lighters from when I was a child I knew that most of y'al was was diggin my news and watching biggest bugger loose in the head, like fuck what the law says might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead boys head beef if you wanted to peak lane murder niggas with the fire then bounce through a heat game tie you up like bikes to a rail and with your little cheap chain and uncomfortable hang you from the side of a building till see you been lame? yo why'd you cut it off for? don't you see what I'm doing to this shit supposed to know how I'm directing these flicks and everywhere was you getting on the remix cause this is something I've fathered and mastered and plastered till they started calling me sick bastard I'm drastic when it comes to reminding you who's responsible for the classic and I burn a whole in the street like a was acid everytime I jump on the beat this shit get tragic while you getting your ass kicked like a kick and a punch laps like two chops kinda like pong ping but ? freedom until he thinking he Tupac we both ?, rope 'em and them drag em a few blocks (horrible) uh uh uhh, the muscle of the street move part of me, ugh suffering the beat ugh, take an elbow and scuffle in the heat like a nigga that was grinding and was hustling for weeks so I rush the rush than I black then I came through when I gave the streets crack controlling the function, throughout despair everybody put your muthafucking hands in the air that's how I do 'em I do the kind of shit you can't imagine you are one of the nicest and I ain't bragging I make em all surrender til they see white flags and they recognize I'm the original dungeon dragon rah rah, like a dungeon dragon change your fucking drawers cause your pants are sagging try to step to this, I will twist you in a turban and have you smelling rank, like some old stale urine [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania