(Busta Rhymes) Yes y'all, in the I be Busta y'all And my nigga Ramp, The Boy Scout Showin you we talkin bout, HAAAH! me out, listen to what I say Listen to what I to how we walk Hey, check it out, to what I do Yo it out, yo, what, hey yo yo yo And Busta Rhymes coming in Some of you niggaz had me shit down for nine-five [I'm ready to set it Yeah yeah yeah [Check it out check it
(Rampage) I told you last that I burned you in a flame Now this year, I'm wreckin average in the game A lotta niggaz got two I can't explain How they maintain to keep the migraines I can't it if my brain is supersonic The way I play the game you think I'm by the chronic It's the Boy Scout, for LBS from East to West I'm still gonna it to your chest My throat'll recoil as I bounce the ball, I can fall Now I got you open the mall Funkmaster Flex boom bangin in your projects To my in the Lands, Beemers, to the Lex Now Busta Rhymes, you wanna do Represent for the Flip Mode crew
(Busta Rhymes) Aiyyo-y'awwwwl, one time I come flow that make you act real dumb Yo, I your food like Florence Run up in your crib like my was search warrants Shut mouth nigga don't you complain Fix you up, mix you cut like Ooooh, I be to your brain Right on your subconcious I leave my shit I be the mostest rhyme overdoses Hot stepping shit like Ini Kamoze's Sick like multiple sclerosis while I display flows ferocious Weak niggaz fall, keep tumbling Distribute like I'm hand to hand herb hustling Hardcore Quick Draw McGraw Fuck what you heard you ain't this before Yo, everything raw Outlaw living right next door When I in the place I leave damages Nuff bandages on pussy from Yo, watch me bring the newest Fuck you up and condemn you all with leprosy Let me hit you flows, that come various Hahh, send you home and make you lie about your Ha-ha, niggaz see my routine I round up my Flip Mode niggaz and get cream Hey you, you know what the fuck I Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Joe Green Now I'm you feel the extreme Till I black you out then turn on my high beam
blends this into the beginning of Mobb Deep's "Give up the Goods"]