Hey, another one of them Flipmode joints Busta rhymes y'all, word mother y'all, check it out, y'all Just swing to the left, swing to the right Make ya
Ah, yeah, Flipmode Here we come, bout to fuckin' explode Flipmode, Busta bust Nine seven, hot shit, check it out Hit you with no delayin' so what you
'll I got rhymes galore, rhymes galore My Flip Mode niggas got rhymes galore, rhymes galore Busta Rhymes got rhymes galore, rhymes galore A yo yo I got
this before So hardcore like Gwackjaw McGraw Fuck what you heard you ain't heard this before Ha, yo I come right through the door With rhymes galore Busta Rhymes
See when we get on shit We like to make you shake your ass Move your hips So we gonna do a little something like this Flipmode, Bad Boy Check this out
have mercy, Busta Rhymes Flipmode Trilogy A yo, we ain't familiar at all nigga Don't like, go grab your gat and lets brawl at hall nigga Straight fallin' when
to ya Possess the bomb chocolate from off Lynden and Utica My real live niggas in the place and no queen Wave your splif high, son, fuck the bullshit When
ya plan malfunction Sit cha ass down, hey Bouncin' out ta flushin' Check extra P by the boom weed from a Russian I remember, when I used ta rhyme for
with the classic rhyme flow timeless Not a problem my squad can't fix 'Cause we can do it, in the mix So when you niggaz talk trash, you can get a bust
Huh, yeah, fuck that, Niggas go out to get it, Niggas is out there holding until I see niggas, Niggas is out there holding, Starving nigga, fuck that,
on the forehead 'Nuf said, beeper goes off Five hundred, it's Busta Bust In God We Trust another one bites the dust [Busta]:
backseats with the chrome nods I'm here to bust mine nigga frat child, let his brain fry Pretty boy sliced up philly contact from his red eye You failed to realize when
Squad y'all We reign supreme in 1997 When Disaster Strikes, you will all feel When Disaster Strikes, you will all see When Disaster Strikes, you will
your whole ass till you twist your waistline Y'all know the time, hey yo feel the base line Stack the overdrive, bounce, baby feel the incline So geniune, everytime, Busta
the Ya'll, before ya try to wear these you need to hear these Welcome all ya'll to my world series Elaborate on Busta Rhymes theories I could bust your
1997 When Disaster Strikes, you will all feel {in background:} "Tra-la-la-la-lah" {4X} When Disaster Strikes, you will all see When Disaster Strikes,