Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the Here to kill your whole scene and motherfuckin team 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you heard of me You probably know some niggaz who wanna murder me Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the master Look, I crash ya, ya skull Fucky with Mally G if you're to take a fall Niggaz about killin and never get to it the yappin, be true to it, do it Steady scream about your East and your West But you ain't in it it comes to the homicide Niggaz better get up off bullshit quick Caught up in the limelight way too slick See em at the shows to rock they shit off Gettin they peeps fucked up cause they is soft As for terror, I sever the of MC's Look, little Mally G off these indo trees to murder label's jerkin but mercy us Def Squad prophesize like the Perseus degrees to zero with flatlines Kill your whole entourage off with just one 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 with Terrorist, lyricist, for era it's My time to shine and I'm payin dues And be famous on either rap or the news, motherfucker I only tell you nothin but the real tight up in the struggle tryin to get this meal, why? Niggaz act so I shift a long three tri chrome, it's the same ol song I seen the shades and the from afar Pah But up do you know who I are? The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the is on You it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome with the chrome piece that I pack Remember around 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 the size of Grand Canyon I'm prime time, giving MC's Knots Duck, heavens to Merkatroid I noise that employs the unbelievable Recline receding hairline, crime speaks fine with a nine pull line blind mines up my sleeve until you to quiver, metabolism splits rivers I rock so many broads I leave entourage tender bartenders mix liquor I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click Manslaughter in order for four quarters raw turn sons to grandaughters Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring trouble where, you So I double dare to bust you in your bubble bear, Antidotes cause in Tokyo MC's dosey do your up in this rodeo My star em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions Shuttin down national state buildings with high Doc to the spot freeze Creepin on MC's like Vietnamese in fatigues Def Squad Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you
Hey yo a crack head, always a tack head You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is As sex drugs and violence, balance the of reality Y'all want no parts of Keith Murray I'm nicety and sheisty, I get ass iced deliciously Niggaz shit to me (word up) You stupid always got somethin smart to say And probably can't even TWA My crew is like pull up and park anywhere (ERRRRR) out and get it on right then and there (whassup whassup??) Niggaz is pussy and and actions show it Most of niggaz dead, and don't even know it And Def Squad L.O.D. for (word up, yeah fuck your life) Act trife I'll let my dog cold your wife
Aiyyo, you just heard the of Mally G Redman, Keith Murray, the ruckus, the Def Squad Next up is the Flipmode Squad, is Howard Cossell First up to the ring Rampage the Boy Scout Have Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous Busta
Two one two, I'm living as a rugged MC When I step up in jam yo I'm V.I.P. Niggaz and be eyein me I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin out the frame Because I'm I'm well known Keith Murray and my boy Reggie Noble get gassed, so they call me on my mobile I'm great distance AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, sting a bee Yo I Fades Them All like my man G a nigga ass for free And sure he see visions of me Rampage the talk of the The stalker of New that fucks up the underground (no doubt) I'm comin thorough like a pack of Life Ask Marley Marl who's the Future Flavors My technique I freak days a week I'm undefeated, you can see my Leap I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, expert Those who got no publishing they to get jerked (no doubt) a hundred percent, I gets down I invent Rap artists be dying to a extent Sometimes they use the underground to make a That is wack, fade away and never come back
For now and forever, it's the, that men do Mental, my inner Winter Frosted froze inventor, inventor Invader, evacuate I collapse your Straights and lose You're splits two times, for intruders, for losers My maneuvers, drop lugers Illegal, maybe Lethal, like Splittin blessings, with three Lay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin the For you mindless, niggaz I smack Or lay back like recliners, as jewels As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, oooh, ooh ooh Corrupt your minors, New York City's finest lineups, on LSD fine fust, in your like chinas, opiuMC grinders My dust, these I hijack like airliners The infiltrator, creator, I'm Papers stay viscous religious cults Leaders that scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters My Flipmode niggaz, we're Afghanistan guerillas
If you want more information listen and read I sit back and I roll another fat bag of weed We about to take of your set like cruise control speed Satisfy my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny Mental slave grip on your brain white people My music will dominate the population like black Utilize my efforts to execersize my thoughts I capitalize on my many and various of all sorts Hold down the forts smokin mad quarts For sports talk to in botty lik shorts Let's get the cream so we can move up in this fortress to art galleries and purchase exotic portraits Here we go again, phenomenon when I get on Rhymes and my nigga named Stretch Armstrong We represent the unit for the nine-season Flipmode Squad will bust shit for even the wrong reasons Chaotic sample make a wanna get down Till come through like the ATF and shut your shit down Alcohol tobacco and is how we movin Raw rapid fire flows while the music keeps you groovin I don't know who the fuck you really think you You're so far from up to par and shit needs improvin From your conversation the way you across your shit is off Malfunctionin my nigga you to feel the real force Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head the holy cross Exotic niggaz off to the Land of the Lost If you can't see I some school for the blind by Helen Keller Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Redman and the Big ups to Mally G, Keith sunny days and bad weathers But still we the world like National Lampoon It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire SO STAY TUNED!!! Flipmode COMPLETELY getting that ass Def Squad,