[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, Clinton Sparks]
Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay ni**as down lawnmower they face
fu*k your b*tch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
fu*k around beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven, yo
It’s Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay ni**as down and lawnmower they face
fu*k your b*tch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
(Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes, New Crack City)
fu*k around and beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven
[Verse 1: Labba, Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes]
Thеre’s a war goin’ on, there’s a war goin’ on
Thеre’s a war war, war, war war goin’ on (Clinton Sparks)
There’s a war goin’ on outside it ain’t safe
This box cutter music I jailhouse your face
No man is equal, it’s huntin’ season
It’s like coke and bakin’ soda I stretch on any corner
For the right cash ni**a I kidnap your daughter
I got to order the mac will hit your door built more cautious
Your new one the boss
Ten fast ni**a, I’m on your ass
Have some fu*kin’ respec’, on the fall in thres
Like you a G or a vet, ni**a kids get wet
fu*kin’ wit’ my set, fu*kin’ wit’ my set
You will find yourself in some deep regrets
(New Crack City ni**a)
Now that’s facts
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay ni**as down lawnmower they face
fu*k your b*tch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
fu*k around beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven, yo
It’s Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay ni**as down and lawnmower they face
fu*k your b*tch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
fu*k around and beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven
[Verse 2: Spliff Star]
They put me back on the motherfu*kin’ map it’s Spliff Star
We let ni**as eat now we back with the sh*t par
b*tches in the club, rubbin’ and touchin’ it
Your girlfriend cheatin’, your man be fu*kin’ it
2006 oh sh*t it’s a new year
Double up the hustle watch the money come through here
It’s my turn to get at ua
These fu*kin’ other rappers never lived anything they spit up in their [?]
Hittin’ with the force raps like to carry gats like they co*k back
Let it go, that’s the ni**a clap
Make ‘em lyin’, false advertisement
Soundin’ all hard on the records but get robbed for his diamonds
Me, I’m much different
I’m in the streets with real, got ni**as ridin’ with gats for real
ni**a front, get plunk, right where he stand
ni**as bleed just like us, [?] fearin’ a man
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay ni**as down lawnmower they face
fu*k your b*tch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
fu*k around beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven, yo
It’s Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay ni**as down and lawnmower they face
fu*k your b*tch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
fu*k around and beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven