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All my niggas y'all, Flipmode
Flipmode y'all, hardcore y'all, raw shit
Hardcore y'all, Flipmode

All my bitches y'all, all my y'all
Flipmode y'all, Flipmode
Hardcore y'all, raw y'all
Hardcore y'all, Flipmode

judge a nigga like the cover of a book
Fuck and get shot back of the foot
Nigga, fall, stumble and look, nervous and
in the alley and book and beat down to a pulp

Shot up my cops, Dirty
You stickin' me is like fuckin' the Virgin Mary
Shit we carry will have you found layin'
Somewhere damp and muddy, split your
Puncture your kidney and make you piss

So now I your body to rot
bitches sell they pussy for rock
Cook they coke in steamin' water, in a pot
Do you know niggas like us that they watch
Invest in yo' block, like it or not, your pops?

You wit a rhyme surgeon
Trade the GS for the excursion, heads is
we still mergin'
Now we in suburbans
Dirty Harriet rock the camouflage

one for the money and two for mic check
And spit a million rhymin' words in 240
Get three to get your bitch neck and to even the score
shifter mister, y'all believe in the law

Flipmode like Lou Retton
ballet shoes steppin', do the best that I can can
Like Pointer sisters, who could join the
Talkin' outta place, I pick the knife up and cut the
Right outta your mouth and fuck life up

This for my niggas, y'all get wit us
raw hardcore shit just for you, you, you, you
This for my sistas, we y'all miss us
Flipmode got raw just for you, you, you, you

Before all the plaques and the Source
Y'all niggas dick ride, so jump aboard
It's a class ass whippin', rampage, I ain't trippin'
Check all the magazine

Yo, I pluck pigeons, get in expeditions
friction, every chick I stick my dick in
I'm not trustworthy, midnight, I'm pickin'
Spliff keep it like wool caps to mittens

Watch for me in a new milli, kick up with my shoe shitty
New Jack City, wicked ways wit me
Holla mine, in these violent times bear malice
White collar crime, Columbine, we classes

Burn a nigga into ashes, how I mash his ass like
jabs, I got it mastered, fantastic
Writin half ass shit, splash
Poke em the bassinet in the neck, graphic

Can't tell I'm QB the way that I talk
in tongue with six blocks callin' my dun
Bogie collapsed lung, big and gats we brung
Bangin' your drums with hot shit and more to

But then we the truth
The niggas fight predictions The Bible
Betrayal for is suicidal
Kick swift shit niggas rock harder than Limp
Dirty Harriet floodin' all your district

This for my niggas, come get wit us
raw hardcore shit just for you, you, you, you
This for my sistas, we y'all miss us
Flipmode got raw just for you, you, you, you

This for my niggas, y'all get wit us
More raw hardcore shit for you, you, you, you
This for my sistas, we know y'all us
Flipmode got raw just for you, you, you, you