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The
Anarchy
Starr

Roc
Rah
Sham


Another nigga

One, two,
on

Here we go
Y'all niggas know we to give it to you
we go again
Now feel this banger while it's running you
we go again
We come to hit y'all with nigga music
we go again
More shit for y'all gon' the drug abuse it
we go again
Now watch the way we always the spot
Here we go
We fuck shit up and the shit you got
Here we go
Flipmode you know we always it
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I'm a real wise guy, you can't with me
You could catch a quick bullet Brandon Lee
Carry my squad on my like a M.V.P.
I got a sick paddle log banned from TV
your whole squad a hundred CC
Straight the streets, learn from OG's
Rocks nothing my jewels is deep freeze
Blood, sweat, and tears, stack the G's

They wanna see me twenty pounds heavier
On the cellular wanna see me shot and bellied up
I tell you what when I'm my whips
I bury one walk around in the with heavy guns
Bust it, in your self-source
A couple shells to dry you out to a pale
your image, take it back
Then we with a villian
Scratching my d-dick be the rapper to liquid

starr

Rah
Roc
Baby
Busta
DJ
Flipmode
Muthafucker, what niggas want?
Yeah you know we always gonna it to you

I double drop kick niggas run evict niggas
Give it to you full blown like H.I.V. sick
Act like you know B, I watch you die
Tapped action Charles Dick to Kobe
Was a blood spilling smack a from the village
Steam boil cabbage and hurt your feelings
Run you off the court, you at your sport
Spit, pop, and twist niggas like Moet

What now hardcore sounds, we crowns
Too much mouth you lay down we clear
a large threat what you expect
For me to get rich nigga and off my set
Never I'ma rep Flipmode
the sky's black turn to macks
And hear how we this track
Do you me dogs?
Six blocks, ninety-six
Brick walls, still push
'Cause I'm the

Now make noise one time for the tight swinger
in flicks sticking up my middle finger
Everybody trying to get they shine these days
Make a bitch cold flip back to my ways
Ball in my court, those who lack
Tear they ass to the roof without the thought
on the scene thinking you the Don Juan
Type have you pissing all in your Sean Don

we go now
Now what the fuck niggas want?
And how we
And you all exactly what you want?
See Flipmode is the
Whatever niggas try
We you in your face
And make it black your eye
We out to wreck it no
I'm out to hit y'all with shit that make you
Bug the out
And make y'all niggas get real and
the fuck out
And we in the spot
We always smash and make y'all niggas
Bust a out

we go again
Y'all niggas know we to give it to you
Here we go
Now feel this while it's running through you
we go again
We come to hit y'all with that nigga
Here we go
shit for y'all gon'' hear the drug abuse it
Here we go
Now watch the way we always the spot
Here we go
We fuck shit up and the shit you got
Here we go
Flipmode you we always bring it
(What?)
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(What?)
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