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

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

Never judge a nigga like the of a book
Fuck around and get back of the foot
Nigga, fall, and look, nervous and shook
Dragged in the alley and book and down to a pulp

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

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

You wit a rhyme surgeon
the GS for the excursion, heads is turnin'
Flipmode we mergin'
Now we splurgin' in
Dirty Harriet rock the turbans

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

Flipmode like Mary Lou
Suede ballet shoes steppin', do the best I can can
Like Pointer sisters, who could the wizard?
Talkin' outta place, I the knife up and cut the tongue
Right outta your and fuck your life up

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

all the plaques and the Source Aawards
Y'all niggas wanna dick ride, so jump
It's a first ass whippin', rampage, I ain't trippin'
all the magazine clippin's

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

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

a nigga into ashes, how I mash his ass like Cassius
Finger jabs, I got it mastered,
half ass shit, splash kids
Poke em with the in the neck, graphic

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

But then we manifest the
The fight predictions from The Bible
for niggas is suicidal
Kick swift shit rock harder than Limp Bizkit
Dirty floodin' all through your district

This for my niggas, come get wit us
raw hardcore shit just for you, you, you, you
This for my sistas, we know miss us
got raw shit just for you, you, you, you

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
got raw shit just for you, you, you, you