Tekst :

Intro: Busta Rhymes
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Everything , everything , everything, everything , everything
Everything , everything , everything , everything , everything
Everything , everything , Flipmode Squad is everything , everything
Everything

[Spliff Star]
I handle weed steamers , niggas who push bench to beamers
Trigga finga happy niggas street corner heaters
Try to get a rap game crack game whatever
I gotta make it even if I gotta take it forcefully
Life is a bitch yo I love her but she s costing me
Fly nigga head who thought about double crossing me
Spliff Star , the dutch hits , one of the hungriest
Backed by Donald Johns and that s where my money is

[Rampage]
I told y all six weeks rich don t forget
Another smash hit from my squad don t forget
It s Rampage yo y all really want doubts
I m the one that flipped your broad and make her freak out
And call her girlfriend then eat her ass out
I m the black Caesar people been talking about
Imperial , I got the platinum material
I got time to verbalize the crew that eat your cereal

CHORUS 2X: Busta Rhymes
We gon give y all niggas everything that you want
We gon give y all niggas everything that you need
We gon give y all niggas everything that you aint got
We gon give y all niggas hot shit to blow the spot

[Rah Digga]
Imperial chick represent broads yonder
Sing , rap , act or be a host like Ananda
Type spoken true zonin out in the vocal booth
How I do that? Found new raps with tight blonde streaks in the middle
Or die blue black
Q grill write the ill make you raise your brow
And still be the illest mad years from now
All the way hell out

[Baby Sham]
Ayo the realness , start from back in the days
In QB , when niggas had they grimy ways
Up in the street when thugs had to hold they heat but never me
I slipped them off they own two feet
If you don t know I think you besta keep your flow
I m the type of cat that ll just split your fro
And leave a big part you don t really want it to start
Catch you on a sunny day in front your crib double park

CHORUS 2X

[Busta Rhymes]
What!
Panic and schizophrenic, sylvy-atlantic
Wrap up your face in ceramic , goddamit we controllin the planet
Ask Mary , the way my shit vary the shit is scary
Havin you movin Larry hopin my niggas hear me
Timin the rhyme , flossin canary diamond me and my niggas
Forever shinin y all niggas been noble like a TV show
Simon and Simon
Chip in a million christenin you listenin
Now I own the pot I m pissin in

[RD]I be wetter than mystic gellin off me cuz you unrealistic
[RAM]I eat y all niggas like a box of frozen fishsticks
[BS]Shortest nigga in my clique to hit y all with the biggest dick
[SS]Oooh what y all niggas want kidnap em wit a gun throw you in the
Car trunk
[BR]Sucker think he can whoop me nigga whole style chump
[RD]Tightest new releases
[RAM]Pocket size increases
[SS]Jesus , Flipmode blow the spot to pieces

CHORUS

Tekst :

(Rah-Digga)
I be the worst like Nick
To all them mc thugs
Like them 4 little kids
And the teacher gettin plugged
I don t give a fuck style
Tell me come jiggy
I rock kix and swishees
Coppin moet wit 2 counterfeit 50 s
What?
Dirty girl rhyme spit mucous
Speech uncoothe
And raise the roof like Lukas
12 years done rocked through all phases
Watch your peeps scream the bitch was the blazest
(Spliff Starr)
Niggas run they mouth about my click
Not smart
I bust your bloodclot
Then drop you upon the sidewalk
(Chi-chi-chi-Blow!!!)
Hit ya ass wit a vicious blow
You know my style
Spliff the foul
Through your stereo
Spliff Starr ignorant immigrant
I m gettin it
Money, fast car, fine broads, what
I m hittin it (that s right)
Raw shit i m spittin it
At you and yours
Make you feel the pain nigga
Like the dick to your balls
Thug blood fluid
Pumpin in the face of my music
Drop the street shit
Watch the whole world rock to it
Nigga Squad!!!
(Baby Sham)
Squad had em opin
Had his bitch scopin
Sittin by the bar
Sippin Heinken s totein
Pinky rings glowin
Triple beams to the club
My man is half thug
Giving me pound and holdin grudge
Feelin my shit
So I can put a lock on your clik
Your style is past tense
Hold on, Hold on
You just started rappin
Ever since you heard the shit
We fuckin wit it s platinum
Slow your growth
Stop the show
Go at you both
Hit you with more bars than soap
Sham is the name
Feelin invain
Fiendin for dope
(Buckshot)
Yeah, you know we got cha opin!!!
Hook:
Don t front, you know we got cha opin kid
Don t front, you know we got cha opin kid
Don t front, you know we got cha opin kid
Don t front, you know we got cha opin kid
Don t front, you know we got cha opin kid
Yo, stop frontin, you know we got cha opin kid
Don t front, you know we got cha opin kid
Stop frontin, you know we got cha opin kid
(Ramoage)
Niggas made me mad
And now I wanna clap shit (Uh)
I reign supreme in this muthafuckin rap shit
I lost my mind
I can t get it back
The way that I m spittin, yo
I spit ya fuckin wig back
Don t front, my squad got you opin
Hit you with a buck fifty
Here s a token
Ramp is smokin
I m no joke and
I leave your face broken
This is survival of the fittest
Get wit us
All you critics and bullshitters
My nine goes bang
I m talkin street slang
I m reppin Flipmode
Plus I m doing my thang
On the side
We won t let it ride
Nigga don t hide
(Lord Have Mercy)
Landlord innovator
Switch lanes no indicator
The general, cash generator
Master and saviour
Nigga stay massive in nature
When tooth shatter ya die bone
In the savage cyclone of cops, sirens, and cases
Who read the bible for basics?
When I m crooked eye with rivals
Horizontal in God s places
Suspicious of all
Now who dat???
Quick on the draw
Lick a paw
For loved ones blood runs cold in the winter wars
Check the criminal thoughts
Villains warp with the invisible force
Know the ledge
Stay focused like photo lens
And spread wings like Cobra heads
Till I m old and dead
(Busta)
Hot shit, toxic
You know we blocks shit
Traffic in the streets system
All in your jeep knocks shit
Julio for no reason back the fifth
And he cocks it
Rock shit, we make niggas mad
And wanna pop shit
Massive and attractive
Niggas is captive
Chemotherapy needed
Lyrics radioactive
When I hit hard
It get my dick hard
In my backyard
Analyze the stars
On how to defeat all odds
In a new zone
I m on a new phone
Make most of the wackest rapper niggas
Wanna find a new home
Like Rasco jeans
My style flip two-tone
Pass my blue chrome
Here s one of the best of Busta Rhymes own
My debut made you
Wonder who
Shit blazes so much
You wish you could play out
So you could blaze, too
Before I shout you
Or give reason to doubt you
I study shit and re-analyze everything about you
My rhymes on the preserve
Niggas know we deserve
Everything up in your stash and in the reserve
Fuck that!!!
Hook up all my lyrics on the echos and the re-verbs
Never fuck with these herbs
My squad remains superb
(Buckshot)
(Heh) Walkin thru the streets
Undercovers follow us, stress
Muthafuckas on the regular to bust
Trust us
We don t get enough
Nigga wha-what?
Dirty baggy jeans
Black napsack with something for ya gut
Wooly-type skully
Fully strapped, black bulletproof, and match
Quick,
Whip up a batch
Of bullets to blow up the map
Shit
Collapse, perhaps doing this in the raps
In the long time, ya trapped
Buck make em react
God verse attack
Let em know the moon is still black
And it s a fact...
Don t front, you know we got cha opin, kid
Don t front, you know we got cha opin, kid
Don t front, you know we got cha opin, kid
Yo stop frontin, ya know we got cha opin
Don t front, you know we got cha opin, yo
Don t front, you know we got cha opin, kid
Don t front, you know we got cha opin, kid
Yo stop frontin, you know we got cha opin
Huh, word life
Mad niggas opin
Yeah, word life
Flipmode, muthafuckin Buckshot
Mad niggas scopin
Buck to ya brain!!!!!

Tekst :

(busta rhymes)
yaaaaaaa-7 seconds
yo yo yo 25x

(busta rhymes)
i think i m about to black out
i blow your fucking whick out
niggaz who taught they catching me fuck that i m about to rip out
ripout and then i flip out make them whack niggaz ship out
harbor the jet go on vacation and take a trip out
i make you niggaz jump up bitches they want to love us
open in all over my clit straight watching the niggaz cum up
other bitches are trouble
younger bitches go scrub up smelling like you got dug up
obey to shut the fuck up
i fertilize the world with my sperm
speaking biblical terms
while we getting at you niggaz still remain in turn
my magnificance any flow will kill an innocent
straight from up yonder spots
smellimg like inscense
iii!! muialate niggaz humiliate niggaz
beat you in your fucking head just to communicate niggaz
as my squad get bigger you know we gonna multiply niggaz
blend up the mixtures and fly niggaz you want to take pictures
kick another
then i rip another lyric furilla
gorrila power persona rhyme get money quicker

(spliff star)
c mon c mon c mon

who drops the rugged on the tape huh
shining like the sun on a hot day in jamaica making movements
on the militant killing shit with my crew
sending mcd to beirut
nigga fuck you
you cant stop what i started
multi-check me when one of the seas parted
its on again spliff i spliff from the bull pen
bare raucus
thats how we get down in justice real niggaz love this
i pop shit on wackstas
cause i aint scared of no motherfuckas
i smash you bash you smoke you like a blunt then i pass you
have you standing still like a statue one mother fucker
before my squad catch you

chorus
settin it off(9x)

during chorus

flipmode squad always settin it off yo yo
real street niggaz always settin it off yo yo
big money niggaz always settin it off yo yo
bull pen niggaz always settin it off yo yo

(rampage)
i m the brooklyn bomber that s gonna self-destruct
ram i m coming through i m gonna tear shit up
you better duck this is kuwait the all out war
you really want mo from the real hardcore
yo i m gonna show you difference from mines and yours
i m going for broke make the whole underground choke
i m in the east with my nigga smoke used to hustle bricks
in reberknock now i m on some musical shit plus i got caught a note
niggaz want to vote for my squad
i truly believe the black man is god
my family is mixed when american in yard
oh long yo yo this is my 10 40
this is for your moms your pops and your shorty
on some ghetto shit nigga pass the 40 s

(baby sham)
c;mon c mon c mon

peep the six stars a point pushing luxury cars
i d be the open wound cat still spittin mt balls
i mean you all lyrically wild to take it personal
flipmode i m about to take the flesh from you
hold twin gas so dumb dumb splits in tunes
laying in the hospitol because my eyes seen the size of you
thought it wasn t possible for me to pull first
so short with big shit so when it blasts it hurts
evil lurks to lay you down with a curse
feel moist up cause fool thugs sliced you up

(rah digga)
digga rippin first id somethin wicked
i killed the double cd with just the fucking snip it
ya ll niggaz think ya ll know me
my style be off the hook like jody
who battles rack-stack whatever niggaz throw me
you lost it i be on the money like sauce kid
all on up yo face talking how much my shit costing
kill i rhyme them fronting on me like bitch with koby bryan
bitch em all time hit em with a punch line make sure to hook tight
all across the board saying how that bitck look like
tell them shorty is always ready to blink for fame got game
like that spike lee flick
now check it
thats what it go like and we aint getting old unless the 4 mic
wacth my nigga stick a move on the whole type
it aint doing no shows like the dough right

(chorus)35x

during chorus

flip mode niggaz always settin it off yo yo
real street niggaz always settin it off yo yo
big money niggaz always settin it off yo yo
bull pen niggaz always settin it off yo yo
east coast niggaz always settin it off yo yo
west coast niggaz always settin it off yo yo
north coast niggaz always settin it off yo yo
dirty south niggaz always settin it off yo yo
midwest niggaz always settin it off yo yo
freaknick bitches always settin it off yo yo
virginia niggaz always settin it off yo yo
d.c niggaz always settin it off yo yo
texas niggaz always settin it off yo yo
chicago niggaz always settin it off yo yo
ayo

we always settin it off
fuck that!!

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