The way we fuck shit up you thinkin' somethin' must be wrong
Every voice should sing and help the music sound miraculous!
Perm, press, a nigga back, peel them of the wall
Back at y'all motherfuckers in 1997
Rhymin' rastas, eatin' enough exotic pasta, hah, yo
Set the high standards for corny niggaz to get the gong
Hah, oh yes y'all!
Drive an imported 500 in foreign license plate numbers, ha ha
And as we carry on Flipmode Squad continues to conquer the world
Yo, I'm sayin'
We killin all impostors like we kill the cucurachas
My Zimbabwe niggaz bangin' my joints up in they Acura
That type of shit that shine and blind a nigga eyesight, aiiight?
Busta Rhymes and the whole entire Flipmode Squad
On Happy Days I be the coolest nigga like The Fonz
Do it right and big up my peeps and A Alikes
When Disaster Strikes, you will all see
When Disaster Strikes, you will all fear
When Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witness
The quiet killings of projects niggaz whenever they wanna fight
We keep it movin' for all of y'all
While you learn on how the words go to my motherfucking song
Laugh at ya, oh, me and my passengers
Disaster will hitcha quick any time you wanna brawl
Bleach your ass blonde and black your color back to bronze
So tell me, why do you be wastin' your time, bein' mad at us?
Bounce to award ceremonies, like we winnin' Oscars
Watch me puts it on, it keeps you open all day long
All my affiliates, let's stack another mill-ion
And if we hit you hard that's when you feel the power of the God
Well you can try bein' a doctor or bein a local obstetricianist
Every voice should sing and help the music sound miraculous
Why y'all niggaz think that y'all could really see my Squad?
To the most high exalted
Yes yes y'all, Flipmode Squad y'all
This situation, has now been brought before your very eyes
Yo, I keeps flows so ridiculous
Flip-ass niggaz over quick like frying pan spatulas
Take a look and sit on the sidelines and bear witness
Quit tryin' to work so fuckin' hard to-wards nothin'
So spectacular how I touch souls from here to Africa
Practice your rhyme or be the local practitionist
When Disaster Strikes, you will all feel
You will never ever get no wins inside mi casa
Freak y'all niggaz out while I'm makin' y'all niggaz fall
When Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witness
Yeah, for all you motherfuckers across the whole entire galaxy
This rhyme shit was never designed for every swollen muffin'
See, you can be somethin'
We keepin' it tight, y'all niggaz don't want it, right?
Hah, When Disaster Strikes, When Disaster Strikes
Pssh, OOH! Makin' you feel the funk from bumper to bumper
Why do you be wastin' your time, bein' mad at us?
Extremely delicate like the blowin' out of candlelights
We reign supreme in 1997
On and on, return from the future like a centurion
On alike, repel, especially feel When Disaster Strikes
Rhyme flow taste good like a handful of cherry licorice
