Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Remember fuck around and catch a Mack to your back
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad weathers
Straights and lose minds
My maneuvers, drop like lugers
I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin' brothers out the frame
Chaotic sample make a nigga wanna get down
Droppin' degrees to zero with flatlines
Busta Rhymes
Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray
I drop noise that employs the unbelievable
Word up, yeah, fuck your life
Niggaz act shifty so I shift a long
I'm prime time, giving MC's Knots Landing
For now and forever, it's the evil that men do
Mental slave grip on your brain like white people
Illegal, maybe Lethal, like Gibson's
Till they come through like the ATF and shut your shit down
Whassup? Whassup?
Rap artists be dying to a certain extent
Tight up in the struggle tryin' to get this fuckin' meal, why?
And probably can't even spell TWA
And makin' sure he see visions of me
Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you enter
I'm great distance like AT&T
First up to the ring Rampage the Last Boy Scout

While I sit back and I roll another fat bag of weed
Raw rapid fire flows while the music keeps you niggaz groovin'
See 'em at the shows 'bout to rock they shit off
As sex, drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality
A hundred percent, I gets down what I invent
Niggaz ain't shit to me, word up
From your conversation the way you come across your shit is off
Satisfy my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny Apple-seed
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you heard of me
Funk Doc to the spot freeze
Now time to click triggers
You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead
Look, little Mally G trippin' off these indo trees

Corrupt your minors like New York City's finest lineups
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock

For you mindless, niggaz I smack spineless

Jump out and get it on right then and there
Terrorist, lyricist, for your era it's

As for terror, I sever the best of MC's
I seen the shades and the suedes from afar Pah
Busta Rhymes and my nigga named Stretch Armstrong
Redman, Keith Murray, bringin' the ruckus, the Def Squad
Mental, my inner center Winter
Niggaz better get up off that bullshit quick
Lay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin' the nine-six

Papers stay viscous like religious cults
Hold down the forts smokin', drinkin' mad quarts
Leaders that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters
My technique I freak seven days a week

Fuck your life
Yo, I Fades Them All like my man Mally G
Utilize my efforts to exercise my inner thoughts
I bring trouble where, you sleep
Niggaz and bitches be eyein' me
Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull
School for the blind by Helen Keller
But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide
If you want more information look listen and read
You stupid niggaz always got somethin' smart to say
On LSD fine fust in your sinus
Flipmode, completely getting inside that ass
I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum Leap
Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head with the holy cross

I don't know who the fuck you really think you foolin'
With a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until
Malfunctionin' my nigga you about to feel the real force
Fuck the yappin', be true to it, do it
Exotic niggaz blastin' off to the Land of the Lost
I'm comin' thorough like a pack of Life Savers
Crush like China's, opiuMC grinders
We about to take control of your set like cruise control speed
Or lay back like recliners, as inject jewels

Here we go again, another phenomenon when I get on
You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me
Duck, heavens to fuckin' Merkatroid
I'm well known like Keith Murray and my boy Reggie Noble
Because I'm dangerous
Hey yo, once a crack head, always a tack head
You start to quiver, metabolism splits rivers
And I'ma be famous on either rap or the news, motherfucker
The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on
My music will dominate the population like black people
As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I.
Creepin' on MC's like Vietnamese in army fatigues
It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire ninety-six
Alcohol, tobacco and firearms is how we movin'
The infiltrator, creator, I'm sinful
Shuttin' down national state buildings with high ceilings
Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback
The stalker of New York that fucks up the underground
Def Squad representer
But hold up, do you know who I are?
My time to shine and I'm still payin' dues
My crew is like police pull up and park anywhere
Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall
I only tell you nothin' but the real it's

Three tri three chrome, it's the same ol' song

Next up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard Cossell
For sports talk to chickenheads in botty lik shorts
Ask Marley Marl who's the real Future Flavors
Lord Have Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous
MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
Peace with the chrome, piece that I pack
Def Squad niggaz prophesize like the Perseus
Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks fine
Yeah yeah

Rampage the talk of the town
If you can't see this, I recommend some
I rock so many broads I leave your entourage tender
Frosted froze crews inventor, inventor
I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously
Aiyyo, you just heard the sounds of Mally G
Oops, I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon
That shit is wack, fade away and never come back
Act trife I'll let my dog cold fuck your wife

So I double dare to bust you in your bubble bear, coat
Let's get the cream so that we can move up in this fortress
Most of y'all niggaz dead, and don't even know it
Niggaz is pussy and ways and actions show it

When I step up in your jam, yo, I'm V.I.P.
I, I don't give a fuck, I kill 'em with just one rhyme
Two one two, I'm living life as a rugged MC
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters
Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic portraits
Invader, evacuate I collapse your major
I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Antidotes cause gunsmoke in Tokyo
And Def Squad L.O.D. for life
Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster
Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
Woo, yeah, you wish that you could get with this
Like bartenders mix liquor
You're so far from up to par and your shit needs improvin'
You're splits two times, for intruders, for these losers
Splittin' blessings, with three Weapons
You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome
About to murder label's jerkin' but mercy us
Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme
But still we travel the world like National Lampoon
Steady scream about your East and your West side

Gettin' they peeps fucked up 'cause they block is soft
My star roast 'em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
So saty tuned
Whip a nigga ass for free
Caught up in the limelight, gettin' way too slick
Those who got no publishing they need to get jerked
Niggaz talk about killin' and never get to it
Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my mobile

I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, lyrical expert
One rhyme, one rhyme, one rhyme, just one rhyme
My Flipmode niggaz, we're like Afghanistan guerillas
Raw water turn sons to grandaughters
Flipmode Squad will bust your shit for even the wrong reasons
I capitalize on my many and various styles of all sorts
We represent the ultimate unit for the nine-season
Who the fuck I be I, you cannot see I
My dust, these rhymers I hijack like airliners
Redman and the Rockafellas
For me the microphone master