Busta Rhymes - We Be All Over The Place lyrics

[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