Taking you to the terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your scene and your motherfuckin team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I you heard of me You probably know bitch niggaz who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the master Look, I crash ya, ya skull with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall Niggaz talk killin and never get to it the yappin, be true to it, do it Steady about your East and your West side But you ain't in it when it to the homicide Niggaz better get up off that quick Caught up in the limelight way too slick See em at the shows bout to rock shit off Gettin they peeps fucked up cause block is soft As for terror, I sever the of MC's Look, Mally G trippin off these indo trees About to label's jerkin but mercy us Def niggaz prophesize like the Perseus Droppin degrees to zero with Kill your entourage off with just one rhyme One rhyme... one rhyme... just one I don't give a fuck I em with just one rhyme Woo, hah, heh, yahah, you wish that you could get this Terrorist, lyricist, for era it's My time to shine and I'm payin dues And I'ma be famous on either rap or the news, I only you nothin but the real it's tight up in the struggle tryin to get this fuckin meal, Niggaz act so I shift a long three tri three chrome, it's the same ol I seen the shades and the from afar Pah But hold up do you know who I The M-A-Double, you want you got it the spot is on You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your Peace with the chrome piece I pack Remember fuck and catch a Mack to your back
Who the I be I, you cannot see I Flabbergasted, blasted, my P.I. Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the of Grand Canyon I'm prime time, giving MC's Landing Duck, heavens to Merkatroid I noise that employs the unbelievable Recline like hairline, crime speaks fine with a pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until you start to quiver, splits rivers I rock so many broads I leave your tender bartenders mix liquor I serve you the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click triggers Manslaughter in alphabetical for four quarters raw water sons to grandaughters Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring trouble where, you So I dare to bust you in your bubble bear, coat Antidotes cause in Tokyo dosey do your mics up in this rodeo My roast em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions Shuttin down national buildings with high ceilings Doc to the spot freeze Creepin on MC's like Vietnamese in army Def representer Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you
Hey yo once a crack head, always a head You have no craftibility all shit you talk is dead As sex and violence, balance the scales of reality Y'all don't want no parts of Murray I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass deliciously ain't shit to me (word up) You stupid niggaz always got somethin to say And probably can't even TWA My is like police pull up and park anywhere (ERRRRR) Jump out and get it on right and there (whassup whassup??) is pussy and ways and actions show it Most of y'all dead, and don't even know it And Def Squad L.O.D. for life (word up, fuck your life) Act trife I'll let my dog fuck your wife
Aiyyo, you heard the sounds of Mally G Redman, Murray, bringin the ruckus, the Def Squad Next up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard First up to the ring Rampage the Boy Scout Lord Have For, and the In-fer-mous Rhymes
Two one two, I'm life as a rugged MC When I up in your jam yo I'm V.I.P. Niggaz and bitches be me I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin out the frame I'm dangerous I'm well known like Keith and my boy Reggie Noble Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my I'm distance like AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, like a bee Yo I Fades All like my man Mally G a nigga ass for free And makin sure he see of me Rampage the of the town The stalker of New York that up the underground (no doubt) I'm comin like a pack of Life Savers Ask Marl who's the real Future Flavors My technique I seven days a week I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum I'm brothers where it hurt, lyrical expert who got no publishing they need to get jerked (no doubt) a hundred percent, I gets down what I Rap artists be dying to a certain they use the underground to make a comeback That shit is wack, fade away and never come
For now and forever, it's the, that men do Mental, my inner Winter Frosted froze inventor, inventor Invader, evacuate I your major and lose minds You're two times, for intruders, for these losers My maneuvers, drop like Illegal, maybe Lethal, Gibson's Splittin blessings, three Weapons Lay in the cut like C-Sections, the nine-six For you mindless, niggaz I spineless Or lay like recliners, as inject jewels As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, oooh, ooh ooh Corrupt your minors, like New York City's lineups, on LSD fust, in your sinus Crush like chinas, grinders My dust, these rhymers I like airliners The infiltrator, creator, I'm Papers stay like religious cults Leaders drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters My niggaz, we're like Afghanistan guerillas
If you more information look listen and read I sit back and I roll another fat bag of weed We about to take control of your set like cruise control Satisfy my lyrical semen, my Johnny Apple-seed Mental slave grip on your like white people My music will dominate the population like black Utilize my efforts to my inner thoughts I capitalize on my many and various styles of all Hold the forts smokin drinkin mad quarts For sports talk to chickenheads in lik shorts get the cream so that we can move up in this fortress Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic Here we go again, another when I get on Busta Rhymes and my nigga named Armstrong We the ultimate unit for the nine-season Flipmode Squad will bust your shit for even the wrong Chaotic sample make a nigga get down Till they come through like the ATF and shut your down Alcohol tobacco and firearms is how we Raw rapid fire flows while the music you niggaz groovin I don't know who the fuck you think you foolin You're so far up to par and your shit needs improvin From your conversation the way you come your shit is off Malfunctionin my you about to feel the real force Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head with the cross Exotic niggaz blastin off to the of the Lost If you see this I recommend some school for the blind by Keller Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, and the Cella Dwellas Redman and the Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny and bad weathers But still we travel the world like Lampoon It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire SO STAY TUNED!!! Flipmode COMPLETELY getting inside ass Def Squad,