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

It's flip we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggaz down and they face
Fuck your bitch before she go to her
Fuck around and you're ass with two sticks
like the number eleven

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

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

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

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 niggaz got it

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 know niggaz got it

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

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

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

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

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

Now, who's 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 know them got it

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

the same old G Darrly mack da old E
And I need your back da Gat can hold me
Ain't state I ain't been the mac 10
Vics muthafuckin' yeah, I'm back again

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

You he's fakin' da funk these nigga home he drunk
he wined up in my trunk
I gotta left that will fracture your chest and crack
L.O.D. we gonna see you again

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

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

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

Now, guess who's comin' through the
heat and fire that make the people
Say that them 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 streets on
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