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Yeah, what's up, Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in bitch
A busa bus, yeah, Flip Mode da Def Squad together once again
muthafuckas, yeah all runin' through you
Welcome Keith Murray, ah thank you baby
Streets nigga, let's give it to 'em, check it, check it, yo

flip mode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggaz down and they face
Fuck bitch before she go to her wedding
around and beat you're ass with two sticks
Just like the eleven

And yo I fuck with your and I fuck with your spouse
And fuck niggaz up for talkin' shit in your own house
We see niggaz bounce and say one
You even got no kind a line a in the hood that you from

I my doe stacked for them niggaz
Spot faggots everywhere like I keep a low on them niggaz
Pretty bitches sprinkle on they
After we fuck 'em all in the club frontin' they pussy don't smell

Then they me mister nice guy like Daved Chappelle
How we just be pounding the pussy and makin' it
Fuck that flip mode never fail how we successfully banish
Niggaz we see 'em in hell

Now, guess who's through the streets
With and fire that make the people
Say that niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it on smash
You them niggaz got it

Now, guess comin' through the streets
heat and fire that make the people
Say that them niggaz got it on
You know them niggaz got it on
You know them got it

Yo, it's Def we be all over the place
Hog tie, split your back fold you in a case
it's the Mr. Keith Murray and Mr. Beef Curray
Don't worry come through and crush your bur berry hat blueberry's

And all those waiting the waiting is y'all
If I don't come wit some sick I ain't coming at all
But listen you my and I love but you pitiful
And getting in you're ass is so

And think these hoes be trying to prink
When they know they look just as stink as Swink
And cheating rappers make me madder M&M
The night he saw Kim kissing that Arabian, I go forth

whip you, catch a case, get probation violate
For smoking more trees than Dionne
The way I be shittin' on the mic I gotta
And use a whole roll of to wipe my stankin' ass

Now, who's comin' through the streets
With heat and fire make the people
Say that them got it on smash
You know them got it on smash
You know them got it

Now, guess who's through the streets
With heat and fire that make the
Say them niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it on smash
You know niggaz got it

Ah yo, first of all my rap style is not
When white boys come around they be like yo Kell shit is radical
My hang 10 surfs up I them clueless
Not that MC's out there can do this

This the same old G mack da old E
And I don't need your da Gat can hold me
Ain't state I been without the mac 10
Kell Vics yeah, I'm back again

Now every time I grab the microphone I set the shit on
'Cause yo I ain't no joke I'm like barb wire
Machine gun Kelly so don't get
bitch you, can put it in your mouth, like Akinyele

You he's fakin' da funk take these nigga he drunk
Before he up in my trunk
I gotta left that will fracture chest and crack ribs
L.O.D. motherfucker we gonna see you

Now, guess who's comin' the streets
heat and fire that make the people
Say that niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it on smash
You them niggaz got it

Now, guess who's comin' the streets
With heat and that make the people
Say them niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it on smash
You them niggaz got it

Now, guess who's comin' the streets
With and fire that make the people
Say them niggaz got it on smash
You them niggaz got it on smash
You know niggaz got it

Now, guess who's comin' the streets
With heat and fire that the people
Say that them got it on smash
You them niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it

Yeah, Def Squad, mode, L.O.D., P.T.P
You know we got it on smash, niggaz, got the streets on smash
All ya fake ass up there front, we'll come
know what to do, don't worry, Murray vision ain't blurry, ay yo E