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Yeah, heh
A Flipmode y'all, a y'all
A y'all, a Flipmode y'all
Hah, heh, hahahaha, yo, yo, uh

I spits rhymes for cats, neighborhood drug rats
Hardcore, keep it raw, what niggaz love
the greenbacks and stay steady with the weed sack
Spliff Star, one of the famous foreigners from Flat-Bush

Fire arms you no longer breather black
Make it hot, standin' on the wit the G-Pack
Look at me lampin' in defiance wit my seats
Got the game to fuck wit Where you and her sleep at

Lyrically inclined and to get lyrical
Checkin' for residuals, rhymin' be the
Ill individual, bad habitat, watch my voice battle
While I'm battle raps

On the high horse and I keep my saddle
You'd be headin' up the like 'where the paddle at?'
Got a overload Rah Digga always front ya
Leavin' niggaz like I was acupuncture

Got niggaz the hood, thinkin' shit all good
I'm askin' all y'all, come around here for?
Got outta town, tryin' to come and be down
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come here for?

Got niggaz online, think they wit mine
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around for?
I'm all y'all, whatcha come around here for?
I'm all y'all, whatcha come around here for?

It makes a lot of sense when you see in black Benz
With friends pull up the club wit dark tints
Never jump out, that's why they lookin' dead in my
They must have doubts who the stars wit no lookouts

You'd be and surprised to who would run in your house
And tag their names on the of your pregnant spouse
I leave you wit dat BIB from QB
Boys In and foul attitudes to match

Yo, now who you be God, I be the soul
I burst gas the fizz outta your Coca Cola
Live shit the energy of solar
With thug niggaz wit names like Bullet and Cobra

Street niggaz be feelin' the nights gettin' cold, the
Bear skin furs like polar
Hang up on whack bitches who call the
And smack faggots like you don't make me have to ya

Got niggaz from the hood, thinkin' all good
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha around here for?
Got niggaz outta town, to come and be down
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here

Got niggaz online, think they fuckin' wit
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha around here for?
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around for?
I'm askin' all y'all, come around here for?

I'm not talkin', son, I'm comin out clappin'
All you whack niggaz be shit, y'all niggaz actin'
Flipmode number 1 squad that shit happen
I'm rippin' down shit while y'all niggaz slackin'

Money cats is stocked and locked I'm stackin'
Them grimy niggaz rollin' with me them packin'
Bust 4 in face, pop 4 in your back and
8 bullets in all, I'm street trackin'

2 for my block 10 in the mornin'
Squish organs like Swiss scheese whippin' the arm
And flava blaze I play the
Wake up neighbors wit my tape in order to feel my aura

Mauziano, I'm like a tsar holdin' golden
and though I hold my arm swollen
On the farm belong for soldiers I
Is like they Moses

Fendin' for flows, I pose to you open
Layin' back rappers for
Picture me slap on my boots

Got niggaz from the hood, shit all good
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha around here for?
Got niggaz outta town, tryin' to come and be
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here

Got niggaz online, think they wit mine
I'm askin' all y'all, come around here for?
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come here for?
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here

The earth is the globe I work my magic like Merlin unfold
Surface enclosure, worthless, no goals
Perfect controls Ayatola's turbans and robes
the counties of kings Bails, bounties, pissie lobbies

50 armies probably hell on this earth
Legend of dirt, ghettos and General's turf
incredible work
Land Lord him and gave him the dirt, hah

Got from the hood, thinkin' shit all good
I'm all y'all, whatcha come around here for?
Got outta town, tryin' to come and be down
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come here for?

Got niggaz online, think fuckin' wit mine
I'm all y'all, whatcha come around here for?
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here
I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here