Bust It Out Songtext
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Bust It Out Songtext
1992 went somethin′ like this
Yeah, Compton to the club, baby
Louis Mosely on the mic
And this?
This my boy right here
Listen, lil' man
Just be cool
Don′t say nothin
Give 'em the "What's up, ese?
And we walk right in
We in?
We in
Kick it
Louie on the stage
Hear the whole room shout
Listen while I tell you lookout
What this song′s about?
I wanna B-U-S-T out, no hesitation
Been holdin′ it too long; now witness liberation
Walk in like my name's already over the door
Leave the walls still ringin′ while they're callin′ for more
No permission needed, no rehearsed alibi
Put the truth in the rhythm, let the rhythm testify
If you've got it in your heart, don′t let it die in your mouth
When the moment calls your name, you gotta bust it out
B-U-S-T out!
Bust it out
B-U-S-T out!
C'mon and Bust it out
Let me tell you, what it's all about
Leave ′em no doubt
B-U-S-T out!
Bust it out
A little more grown, but the hunger′s intact
This ain't studio fiction; every word is a fact
From Whittier at twenty-three to Brisbane today
Same heart in my chest, just a longer highway
New horizon in sight, but I′m still stayin' true
Still the same vato when I′m comin' on through
Smooth on the mic, let the funk speak for itself
Don′t leave your dream gatherin' dust on the shelf
I thought you knew this?
Kick it, Louis!
B-U-S-T out!
Bust it out
B-U-S-T out!
C'mon and Bust it out
Let me tell you, what it′s all about
Leave ′em no doubt
B-U-S-T out!
Bust it out
Paint store hustlers
Workin' the floor
Worked our asses off
Then we worked some more
Weekend hit
We were out that door
Louis knew every owner
Every manager
Every door
Slip the dj some cash and a cassette
Then he′d own the floor
One song
Two songs
Then the local hit dropped
Whole crowd singing
Before the beat even popped
Best be ready to put on a show
Louis looked at me
Said' "Little man, You′re up"
"Let's go."
You′re in the room
'Cause you came with me
When you leave make 'em know
Who they came to see
When I nod
That′s your cue
Got it
Eight-count
Then I bust it right through
Don′t keep it inside
Let 'em know what you do
Bust out the master plan
Make them all wanna be a fan
MartyMar back then now Martinman
We walked in like we belonged
Now everybody in the house is singing this song
I wanna sing and shout
I wanna sing and shout
I wanna get down
Bust it out
Let it all hang out
Don′t keep it in, let it out
Be you, don't ever doubt
Don′t let time slip by
Listen to what's inside
Hold your head up high
You got that fire to fly
We on stage, let′s show them why!
You all here are now witness
I thought you knew this
Kick it Louis!
B-U-S-T out!
Show 'em what you're about
B-U-S-T out!
Better B-U-S-T out!
Louis on the stage
Marty rockin′ the crowd
That′s what we mean
When we say
B-U-S-T out!
Told you we'd get in
Paint′s dry, baby
The funk ain't
Yeah, Compton to the club, baby
Louis Mosely on the mic
And this?
This my boy right here
Listen, lil' man
Just be cool
Don′t say nothin
Give 'em the "What's up, ese?
And we walk right in
We in?
We in
Kick it
Louie on the stage
Hear the whole room shout
Listen while I tell you lookout
What this song′s about?
I wanna B-U-S-T out, no hesitation
Been holdin′ it too long; now witness liberation
Walk in like my name's already over the door
Leave the walls still ringin′ while they're callin′ for more
No permission needed, no rehearsed alibi
Put the truth in the rhythm, let the rhythm testify
If you've got it in your heart, don′t let it die in your mouth
When the moment calls your name, you gotta bust it out
B-U-S-T out!
Bust it out
B-U-S-T out!
C'mon and Bust it out
Let me tell you, what it's all about
Leave ′em no doubt
B-U-S-T out!
Bust it out
A little more grown, but the hunger′s intact
This ain't studio fiction; every word is a fact
From Whittier at twenty-three to Brisbane today
Same heart in my chest, just a longer highway
New horizon in sight, but I′m still stayin' true
Still the same vato when I′m comin' on through
Smooth on the mic, let the funk speak for itself
Don′t leave your dream gatherin' dust on the shelf
I thought you knew this?
Kick it, Louis!
B-U-S-T out!
Bust it out
B-U-S-T out!
C'mon and Bust it out
Let me tell you, what it′s all about
Leave ′em no doubt
B-U-S-T out!
Bust it out
Paint store hustlers
Workin' the floor
Worked our asses off
Then we worked some more
Weekend hit
We were out that door
Louis knew every owner
Every manager
Every door
Slip the dj some cash and a cassette
Then he′d own the floor
One song
Two songs
Then the local hit dropped
Whole crowd singing
Before the beat even popped
Best be ready to put on a show
Louis looked at me
Said' "Little man, You′re up"
"Let's go."
You′re in the room
'Cause you came with me
When you leave make 'em know
Who they came to see
When I nod
That′s your cue
Got it
Eight-count
Then I bust it right through
Don′t keep it inside
Let 'em know what you do
Bust out the master plan
Make them all wanna be a fan
MartyMar back then now Martinman
We walked in like we belonged
Now everybody in the house is singing this song
I wanna sing and shout
I wanna sing and shout
I wanna get down
Bust it out
Let it all hang out
Don′t keep it in, let it out
Be you, don't ever doubt
Don′t let time slip by
Listen to what's inside
Hold your head up high
You got that fire to fly
We on stage, let′s show them why!
You all here are now witness
I thought you knew this
Kick it Louis!
B-U-S-T out!
Show 'em what you're about
B-U-S-T out!
Better B-U-S-T out!
Louis on the stage
Marty rockin′ the crowd
That′s what we mean
When we say
B-U-S-T out!
Told you we'd get in
Paint′s dry, baby
The funk ain't
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