Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download “Busa Rhyme” by Missy Elliot featuring Eminem. The song was produced by Timbaland.
Missy Elliot Busa Rhyme
Missy Elliott has always been ahead of the curve. Not only on the topic of her sound, which skewed futuristic thanks to the cutting edge production of Timbaland and her own boundless creativity — but also on her co-signing of a young Slim Shady, who would later go on to become the world’s biggest rapper for a lengthy time period. Today marks the twenty-first anniversary on Missy’s sophomore album Da Real World, which featured her first-and-only collaboration with Eminem — the extremely explicit “Busa Rhyme” — mere weeks removed from the release of The Slim Shady LP.
Off the bat, Timbaland’s simplistic production captures immediate nostalgia, his minimalist touch highlighting the importance of his percussion. Missy herself seems content to sit back and allow Eminem to perform the ritual on his own, enhancing his violent musings with ad-libs and harmonies. After three verses of Slim Shady at his most unrefined and savage (one of his lyrics about a pregnant woman was even censored on the explicit version), Missy Elliot closes out Timbaland’s beat switch with a touch of class. While it’s hardly the song that showcases the scope of Misdemeanor’s talents, it remains a fascinating moment in hip-hop history — the uniting of Eminem, Missy Elliott, and Timbaland on a single track. Happy anniversary to Da Real World!
Missy Elliot – Busa Rhyme (ft. Eminem) (prod. Timbaland)
Lyrics
[Intro: Missy Elliott]
Uh
Slim Shady
Uh
Slim Shady
Uh
Slim Shady
Uh, yo
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled
Pop the same shit that got 2Pac killed
Spit game to these hoes
Like a soap opera episode
Punch a bitch in the nose ’til her whole face explodes
There’s three things I hate:
Girls, women, and bitches (What?)
I’m that vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets
They call me Boogie Night
The stalker that walks awkward
Stick figured with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg
Coming through the airport, sluggish, walking on crutches
Hit a fucking [pregnant] bitch in her [stomach] with luggage
It’s like a dream I can’t snap out
I black out or back out
Lookin for somebody ug’ to beat the crap out
I’m bringing you rap singers two middle fingers
I flip you off in French, then translate it to English
Then I’mma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
Speaking so much Spanish, Pun can’t even understand it
[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Eminem, Missy)]
Won’t you busa rhyme for me, boy?
(It’s the ill, that cool? Slim Shady)
Won’t you busa rhyme for me, boy?
(It’s the ill, that cool? Slim mothafucking Shady)
Won’t you busa rhyme for me, boy?
(It’s the ill, that cool? Slim Shady)
Won’t you busa rhyme for me, boy?
(It’s the ill, that cool? Slim mothafucking Shady)
[Verse 2: Eminem]
I had a huge attitude, started off staticky
Mad at you, had you mad at me automatically (One more time)
I’m not a commodity, I’m an oddity
Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following
It’s so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow me (One, two)
I’d probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology (Whoops)
College girls, live in an alcoholic’s world
Full of url, head twirls every time the toilet swirls
Covered in throw-up, and I refuse to grow up
I won’t budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up (Shut up!)
I made this rap game suspenseful
Cause now I got an impulse game to insult you wit a pencil (Bitch)
They waste the paper on you, chopping down the oakwood
Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good
And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin’
You motherfuckers are puttin’ your words together for nothin’
[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Eminem, Missy)]
Won’t you busa rhyme for me, boy?
(It’s the ill, that cool? Slim Shady)
Won’t you busa rhyme for me, boy?
(It’s the ill, that cool? Slim mothafucking Shady)
Won’t you busa rhyme for me, boy?
(It’s the ill, that cool? Slim Shady)
Won’t you busa rhyme for me, boy?
(It’s the ill, that cool? Slim mothafucking Shady)
[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
Turn the music up, we gon’ wake the neighbors (Uh, uh)
We gon’ get high, we gon’ roll to Vegas (Uh huh, uh)
Me and Slim Shady on some shit daily (Uh, wha-wha?)
What you want, what you got
Is it hot, is it hot?
Turn the music up, we gon’ wake the neighbors (Uh, uh)
We gon’ get high, we gon’ roll to Vegas (Uh huh, uh)
Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily (Wha-wha? Yo)
What you want, what you want? Uh yo…
[Interlude: Timbaland]
“A person from another planet might disagree with you.”
“Well, if you want my opinion, he comes from right here on Earth.”
Slim Shady, Misdemeanor
Timbaland
Slim Shady, Misdemeanor
[Verse 3: Eminem]
I’m homicidal and suicidal with no friends
Holding a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin’ tec’s at you until you see your fucking legs
With the bullet holes and the exit wounds laying next to you (Ah!)
Fucking mad dog, foaming at the mouth (Grrr)
Fuck mouth, my whole house is foaming at the couch
Jumped out of the 93rd floor of a building
And shot every window out on the way down to the ground
(Keep filming!)
Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed
Chopped ’em in half, suffocated the oxygen mask
Shit, if I get any higher
I’mma get the East and West beefing again
Fly back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire
[Verse 4: Missy Elliott, Missy as girl]
Y’all better call the police ‘fore I kill this track
Don’t shoot Missy! Get back
Uh, I’mma put you all in the line uh, and I’mma watch you MC’s die
Yo Mommy, Mommy, Missy done lost her mind
I think somebody done pissed her off this time
Yeah, I’mma have to bus’ you through your chest and
Uh, you gon’ have to clean up the mess (Uh huh)
It’s raining, raining and it’s pouring loud
Never fear, ’cause pissy Missy’s through the crowd
Uh, I hear that the gats go cha-pow
You shot me dammit! Bitch get down
Don’t walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (Uh huh)
I’mma lay em on down, like they lived underground (Uh)
For the sounds that me and Timbaland, we found
Get your ass kicked later or get your ass kicked now
[Outro: Missy Elliott]
Uhh, one-two Misdemeanor, Slim Shady, Timbaland, motherfucker
Uhh uhh uhh, two, two, two, triple zero
