(Busta Rhymes) Yes y'all, in the I be Rhymes y'all And my nigga Ramp, The Last Boy you what we talkin bout, HAAAH! Feel me out, listen to I say Listen to I talk Listen to how we Hey, check it out, to what I do Yo it out, yo, what, hey yo yo yo And Busta Rhymes in live Some of you niggaz had me knock down for nine-five [I'm ready to set it Yeah yeah yeah it out check it out]
(Rampage) I told you last year that I burned you in a Now year, I'm wreckin average niggaz in the game A lotta niggaz got two I can't explain How they to keep the same migraines I can't it if my brain is supersonic The way I the game you think I'm smoked by the chronic the Boy Scout, stand for LBS from East to West I'm gonna bring it to your chest My throat'll as I bounce the ball, I can never fall Now I got you open the mall With Funkmaster Flex bangin in your projects To my in the Lands, Beemers, to the Lex Now Busta Rhymes, what you do for the motherfuckin Flip Mode crew
(Busta Rhymes) Aiyyo-y'awwwwl, one more I come Knucklehead flow that make you act dumb Yo, I burn your food Florence Run up in your crib like my was search warrants your mouth nigga don't you complain Fix you up, mix you cut pro-caine Ooooh, I be insane to your Right on your subconcious I leave my stain I be the mostest with overdoses Hot stepping shit like Ini Kamoze's Sick lyrics multiple sclerosis while I display flows ferocious Weak niggaz just fall, tumbling Distribute lyrics like I'm hand to herb hustling Hardcore like Quick Draw Fuck what you you ain't heard this before Yo, remains raw Outlaw living right next door When I step in the I leave damages Nuff on pussy from miscarriages Yo, watch me the newest recipe Fuck you up and condemn you all with leprosy Let me hit you with flows, come various Hahh, send you home and make you lie your alias Ha-ha, can't see my routine When I up my Flip Mode niggaz and get cream Hey you, you what the fuck I mean Now I'm on the scene, through like Mean Joe Green Now I'm making you the extreme Till I black you out turn on my real high beam
blends this into the beginning of Mobb Deep's "Give up the Goods"]