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Yeah, where you think you goin. you think you goin.
Ladies and gentlemen, the unit for the 9-8.
Flipmode baby. that's my word.
All you sucker mc's, try to hide this stuff. back here.
Where you you goin, nigga. come back here.
niggaz ain't seein jack. shit !!!

Verse 1: sham
Aiiyo, the truth.
Too short to let it hurt. some dirt, and be the first slangin hertz.
of the hum of the birds.
Fall back when I shine on my shine, two shows behind.
It's a fucked up vehicle. my lines.
asks a nigga: "could I share my dimes.
Picture that, you scared to draw toes.
me close.
Rollin with the dogs wearin clothes.
Left a fouled sin my squad without permition.
I dissin, hopin you listen. pay attention.
Fatheresly. the shadow you back to the hood.
You wanna switch up some niggas stalked you up.
Or is the fact that they you was rollin with us.
Left you all draged, two trains crashin it up.

2: spliff starr
Aiiyo, starr drama.
him to sonna.
Type of nigga that would sell to your mama.
Take the cash and me a bind marijuana.
Check me bound, and some turn bull .
in the days. I'm off the drugs like a sonna.
Nigga pushin ! boy. kill emselves no other.
Kid like blues brothers.
weather rock the ramma.
Lye in off the jerry d.a. and ya .
I street niggas, carry heat niggas.
to keep niggas. ain't nothing but these sweet niggas.
I stay tooken. gun but cha open.
If you fuck wit my squad nigga where you you goin.

Where you you goin.
Where you you goin.
Aiiyo, you doin nigga.
Where you you goin.
Where you you goin.
Where you you goin.
Aiiyo, you movin for.
you think you goin.
Where you you goin.
you think you goin
Aiiyo, you doin nigga.
you think you goin.

Verse 3: busta
You that you can run (ha)
You that you can hide (haa)
You believe you still comin. I think you better slide.
While you stay bitchin, nigga missin.
snatch you up.! behold the cream. .
Cought in hells kitchen. my trigger itchin.
Nervous fucked up.
That's why my twitchin.
Inslave mentality. nigga brain fried.
We after you, sergeon for a free ride.
Where you you goin son ?
We catch you soon.
We to take over this shit.
the tycoon.
Blossom and gloom. any nigga sober in a little dark room.
Ha ha ha ha ha.

Verse 4: rah
Uh oh. you lil league boy I know beats.
You bullshitely, you rock .
Swearin you to ball, when you you're wack.
In a studio settin of a track.
Boy ! rah busy, my shit be way slaver.
Curder rapper like the one slave labour.
One first be like the tap oil.
Loyal to my niggas. are fucked around, and riders rappin for you.
Spot blowin. goin' to the top.
Where you you're goin.
Pocket throwin. smooth like the lowin.
Rap flowin.
you think you're goin.

Verse 5:
I'm a man at work.
expert.
out before you get hurt.
Bury the dirt. for line.
I be the mastermind.
That's be time watch me shine.
I know the sign.
I'm rich, and still is a bitch.
Losin' snitch like camey beggar.
Jim baker. I you're life like the undertaker.
Flipmode money-maker, make kill for this paper.
on the poppin.
People know when the album droppin.
Start talkin. walkin.
Flatbush new york and we for you.
for you.
My squad oil.
Now we platinum things.
rings. nice cosy things.
And a for free.
the tunnel to envy.
Ramp's the mc.
My ke! eps growin.
Where you you goin.

Verse 6: lord have
gunnin to.
Splash rain pooves.
is you. start stand peach.
for choose.
booves.
Now low moves.
crew like statue with jungle jewels.
Son school, wit the dummin crew.
Pay double dues. to the graves, hustle grooves.
Flesh tissue. death you. no love for you.
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
And me the wanted fool.
in horrical, make power moves.
Snatch loose. a dollar rule.
Raw shit in my hands, and shakes yours with it.
Till you fridget.
or long distance.
Gets served.
And a burn
james evans when I'm blowin.
Fuck is wit cha.
you think you're goin.
Where you you're goin.
you think you're goin.

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