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Yeah, you think you goin. where you think you goin.
and gentlemen, it's the unit for the 9-8.
Flipmode baby. that's my word.
All you sucker mc's, try to hide this stuff. back here.
you think you goin, nigga. come back here.
Y'all niggaz seein jack. shit !!!

Verse 1: sham
Aiiyo, the truth.
Too to let it hurt. some talk 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.
Hotel a nigga: "could I share my dimes.
that, when you scared to draw toes.
me close.
Rollin with the dogs yesterdays clothes.
Left a sin into my squad without permition.
I dissin, hopin you listen. pay attention.
Fatheresly. the leads you back to the hood.
You wanna switch up because some niggas you up.
Or is the fact that they thought you was with us.
Left you all draged, two trains crashin it up.

2: spliff starr
Aiiyo, starr drama.
him to sonna.
Type of nigga would sell crack to your mama.
Take the and give me a bind marijuana.
Check me bound, and some bull panic .
Back in the days. I'm off the drugs 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.
Wants to keep niggas. ain't nothing but these niggas.
I stay tooken. gun but cha open.
If you fuck wit my squad nigga where you you goin.

Where you you goin.
you think you goin.
Aiiyo, what you nigga.
you think 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, what you nigga.
you think you goin.

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

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

Verse 5:
I'm a man at work.
expert.
Look out 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 camey fake beggar.
Jim baker. I take life like the undertaker.
Flipmode money-maker, make that kill for paper.
on the poppin.
People wanna know when the droppin.
Start talkin. walkin.
new york and we live for you.
for you.
My struck oil.
Now we coppin things.
rings. nice cosy things.
And a for free.
the tunnel to envy.
Ramp's the mc.
My ke! eps growin.
you think you goin.

Verse 6: lord mercy
Chief to.
Splash rain pooves.
Fuck is you. start peach.
for choose.
booves.
Now low moves.
Smash crew like with jungle jewels.
Son school, wit the dummin crew.
Pay double dues. cradle to the graves, grooves.
Flesh tissue. kiss you. no love for you.
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
And me the wanted fool.
Unfriendly in horrical, make moves.
colors loose. a dollar rule.
Raw business shit in my hands, and shakes yours it.
you cause fridget.
Local or distance.
Gets served.
And a burn
james evans when I'm blowin.
Fuck is wit cha.
you think you're goin.
Where you think goin.
Where you think goin.

(*fades*)