Flipmode Squad - Flipmode Iz Da Squad lyrics

[Rampage] Drop it Uh, ladies and gentlemen Chorus: Y'all siga siga sing it x6 (Flipmode is da squad) It's the Ramp auto n***a you've been waiting for, the outlaw Throwing brothers off the seashore, this is your derour Flipmode take you to war, kids in the hood can't take it no more I'm the one you looking for If eight is enough, I rock my stuff, watch you get cuff Yo, you f**ing with the wrong bluff I got more King than Just n***as make me mad, now I got to squeeze and bust Bringing harm with my lucky charm, me and Saddam I can't keep calm, release the bomb, (boom) Radiation, to the nation, call your congregation My Squad is on plantation And word up, Rampage, last n***a scout Quick to punch a n***a in his mouth That's word to down south Brothers bite my rhymes, acting on preps, spinning my lyrics Putting in their lyrical concepts This is rap with no rules f** being cool, old school or new school I'm supreme, I'm on the fat winning team A lot of clicks wanna dream, peep my theme I'm in it to win it, you damn right I'm getting cream Microphone fiend, uh [Serious] Ehhh, eh eh eh eh eh eh eh, eh eh eh eh eh eh, eh Hallelujhah, kids hear this (this), you got to hear this (this) Flipmode's the one and your sh** should hear this Splitting the guns, causing a earthquake My contradict thick like a Mickey D shake I give the sh** that I know you can't take f** out my way for heaven's sake I got my eye on you (you), what you gonna do (do), you ain't got clue (clue) Shoo fly shoo fly shoo Everything's peachy keen neato Tommy coming fast like Speedo Make a blast like a torpedo Deep like Captain Nemo I brings the primo My life will be nitro large, jumbo Your sh** be itty bitty bitty bitty micro In your a** like a vaccine Point MC's to my hilly bill jeans I eat MC's with rice and beans (beans), rice and greens (greens) I wreck the whole scene Serious, true brother, should not scream [Spliff Star] Yo yo, yo, yo Yo check this here, I be the thug up in your ear From here to Cakalaka, the microphone attacker Spliff I split psycho soloist, one of the dopest Singing songs on recess when I'm giving one f**, uhh Pastor of disaster, I brings it on My Flipmode n***as be like Children Of The Corn Running through your block blasting (pow) With no questions asking Putting bullet holes through your f**ing latest fashion The ignorant immigrant Magnificent, like Morrocco Stacking that cheddar like nacho The number one honcho Dirty n***a desperado rhyme well bravo Freestyle felon oops upside your f**ing melon Breaking fool on they a** just like George did to Helen I got the world yelling Hit the punashatach unitl it start smelling Chorus: Y'all siga siga sing it x6 (Flipmode is da Squad) [Busta Rhymes] Yo yo, yo, yo, yo let me continue Motherf**er I'm about to send you (ha ha ha ha) Check me out, the demon done got up in you What the f** you talking about I've been waiting I wanna talk to you, sh**, watery sh** Caught the 24 hour flu, soft Of course, blow you off course Flying through the sky like the Pegeasus horse You lost to be the boss, I toss k** corny n***as with no remorse Turn my lights off, turn my mic on Yo Busta Rhymes could manifest so who'd be the true lyric icon It really don't matter how much bigger I storm all over motherf**ers, like some end of the world n***as Like rapid fire, chicka cha, blaow! Bust a shot all up in your face, n***a what now Mistaken enough I just breaking chicken Prepare for the undertaking, your whole body faking I always try my hardest to keep communicating But you ain't relating You f**ed up on what I'm making Watch, how we attract like magnets, break your body down to fragments Cut you down to half size, quarter size, eighth size, n***a Get up off my dick Chop you up and bag you up just like a half a brick Reversible, rehearsable, Busta Rhymes, almighty merciful Dismantle, example, your whole crew will get trampled Follow the example, the lyrical nutritionist, the abolitionist I revolutionize the music like a f**ing revolutionist Busta Rhymes will stay snapping while b**hes keep on yapping When my sh** is done, you f**ers start clapping, what the happened Rhymes feel like a bunch of diesel n***as, hype n***as We be them type n***as, them side swipe n***as While you be the apprentice My dick up in your mouth just like a dentist You Seventh Day Adventist My rhymes is in the, uhh For memory laps, no halfs, caught up in traps I cross country like traveling maps Worldwide (echoed) [Lord Have Mercy] One, nation indivisible, with, liberty the god individual Cripple you Colonize like pirates and criminals Convicted of world crimes while I'm world wide in flows Modernize and digital Evacuate civilize Billions tumble My sk** guzzle Iced tea with cop k**as, top billas now So binoculars to follow Blood drops in spillage In treetops my gorillas collapse sh**, like Alaskian winters (ha) Sinners (ha) frostbit Lost sleds and lost fingers Lord, commander of large missile militias Pick, up, dust, like the share croppers galoshes And spray Agent Orange from helicopters on impostors Then I, return like a Jed-i, with guns are Han Solo and never, seen, three, P.O's The good against evil, flash forever Spread mash and take Drastic measures, blast berrettas I carry nines like math professors Lord Have, drop j**els, sword slash Rob crews that snatch treasures Halt, the global giant unfolds the science Unify blends the fire to the sea I bring crisis and crucifixion with the newest Scriptures Rugged who control hundreds Who stay cold blooded like anemics Paint pictures that keep minds twisted like spinal defects Spit j**els Watch your platoon Lick wounds And form scabs before they grif again It's Lord hittin 'em And as the world turns, like, Holy Koran scripts My response is to keep repping, son Terrorize, for six days And gon' rest on the seventh one