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Yeah, up, Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in this bitch
A busa bus, yeah, Mode meets da Def Squad together once again
2003 muthafuckas, all runin' through you
Welcome home Keith Murray, ah you baby
Streets mission nigga, give it to 'em, check it, check it, yo

It's mode we be all over the place
Quick to lay down and lawnmower they face
your bitch before she go to her wedding
Fuck around and beat you're ass with two
Just like the number

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

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

Then they call me nice guy like Daved Chappelle
How we just be the pussy and makin' it swell
that flip mode never fail how we successfully banish bitch
Niggaz till we see 'em in

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

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

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

And think these hoes be trying to prink
they know they look just as stink as Hellery Swink
And cheating rappers make me madder M&M
The night he saw Kim kissing Arabian, I ain't go forth

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now, who's comin' through the streets
With heat and fire that the people
Say that niggaz got it on smash
You know niggaz got it on smash
You know them 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 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, street niggaz, got the on smash
All ya fake ass up front, we'll come through
know what to do, don't worry, Murray vision ain't blurry, ay yo E