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

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

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

I keep my doe for them niggaz
Spot faggots like I keep a low jack on them niggaz
bitches sprinkle on they channel
After we fuck 'em all in the club frontin' like they pussy smell

Then they call me mister nice guy like Daved
How we be pounding the pussy and makin' it swell
Fuck that flip mode fail how we successfully banish bitch
till we see 'em in hell

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

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

And all those waiting the is over y'all
If I don't come wit some sick shit I ain't 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 that Arabian, I ain't go

Pistol whip you, a case, get probation violate
For smoking trees than Dionne Warwick
The way I be shittin' on the mic I gotta
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 them 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 that them got it on smash
You them niggaz got it on smash
You know niggaz 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 them clueless
Not many MC's out there can do this

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now, guess comin' through the streets
With heat and that make the people
Say that them got it on smash
You know them 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 through
Y'all know what to do, don't worry, vision ain't blurry, ay yo E