What I buss is for the ghetto  What I buss is third world  What I buss is bald head or locked  It ain’t that Jerry Curl  I don’t buss for pimp juice  I don’t buss that watered down  I don’t buss that Sambo my grand folks wore a crown  What I buss is revolution  What I buss is full of life  What I buss is for my people, me, my baby, and my wife  I don’t be with fakes or lames  I won’t leave my faith for fame  I don’t need no Jacob chain  You gon’ see me change the game    Rush  Hurry  Run by those  People as they lay  On side walks  Look at them with disdain  And when their voices call  You just ignore them all  A thousand times a day    (Chorus:)  You get paid, people slave, then you take more  A thousand times a day  So afraid of the grave, that you make war  A thousand times a day  You’re enraged, full of hate, murder rates soar  A thousand times a day    I know you scared of us  Wanna stay ahead of us  I know you scared of us  Rush    Rush  Hurry  Join the side show  Circus the charade  Behind those  Animals encaged  And when your name is called  Dance for us all  A thousand times a day    (Chorus)    You rush to get to the top  So you clawing away  You rush to get to that job you hate more every day  You rush to pick up your order  Rush to eat but you tired  Rush to get you a quarter  Fore’ your meter expire  You rush to give him them drawz  Cause’ he rushed you to hit it  You did it  Now y’all fussing while you rush to the clinic  Come on rush  Hurry up no time to play  Rushing is on your mind but hey  Don’t worry yourself grind away  Rush one thousand times a day