As we the current time frame of 1997 With two and a half years before the year two thousand Repeatedly it has been reported that there be A soon approaching major disaster will be striking All of existence It has also been reported that disastrous thing will be Approaching in the of Many, as in squad Squad as in Flipmode
It has been reported that Everyone out of the many strike But this motherfucker Will with an unmeasurable blast will fuck up everything Within his 360 radius Warning, yourselves Store your food, your paper Because when this gets here It's about to get fucked up for and everything, everywhere!
Well, Busta Come on over here and let me to you son See know Dolomite just got from some shit you about to be it Well are you I hope you are prepared 'Cause you know is album number two Yes more bitches than There'll be bitches, more and more and more More thirsty niggas tryin' to get your shit Tryin' to throw your whole off Oh yes, that's be a lot more money Yes a lot money than before But son don't you about none of that shit All you gotta do is just slap your dick in the mouth of bitches That don't wanna act And put a hot one in any That wants to get in the way of this power shit right here Ok son, alright Enough of this talkin' be on our way 'Cause disaster strikes There's gonna be a whole lot of motherfuckers in Alright baby, go
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Ladies and from the motherfuckin' street corner Goin' out to all you motherfuckers across the On the return It be the The niggas that by the code of blood honor My niggas bring you that shit to another extreme And hit of you a strike of disaster I on to you once again The eighth of the world My Busta And I be nigga live nigga Spliff I Comin' right at you Wherever the you at is the Squad Comin' through at you wherever the fuck you at
A yo cut my off Here we go again start this shit