作词 : King, McNair, Murray, Noble ... 作曲 : K Murray/M. King/R. Noble/T. Smith/R. McNaire 编曲 : Busta Rhymes. 制作人 : The Vibe Chemist Backspin 音频助理 : Vinny Nicoletti 混音师 : Busta Rhymes. 音频工程师 : Rick St. Hilaire 演奏 : Jamal/Keith Murray/Lord Have Mercy/Rampage The Last Boy Scout/Redman Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your **********in' team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you heard of me You probably know some ***** *****z who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone master Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull ****y with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall *****z talk about killin' and never get to it **** the yappin', be true to it, do it Steady scream about your East and your West sideBut you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide *****z better get up off that bull**** quick Caught up in the limelight, gettin' way too slick See 'em at the shows 'bout to rock they **** off Gettin' they peeps ****ed up 'cause they block is soft As for terror, I sever the best of MC'sLook, little Mally G trippin' off these indo trees About to murder label's jerkin' but mercy us Def Squad *****z prophesize like the PerseusDroppin' degrees to zero with flatlines Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme One rhyme, one rhyme, one rhyme, just one rhyme I, I don't give a ****, I kill 'em with just one rhyme Woo, yeah, you wish that you could get with this Terrorist, lyricist, for your era it's My time to shine and I'm still payin' dues And I'ma be famous on either rap or the news, ************ I only tell you nothin' but the real it's Tight up in the struggle tryin' to get this ****in' meal, why? *****z act shifty so I shift a long Three tri three chrome, it's the same ol' song I seen the shades and the suedes from afar PahBut hold up, do you know who I are?The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome Peace with the chrome, piece that I packRemember **** around and catch a Mack to your back Who the **** I be I, you cannot see IFlabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I. Oops, I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon I'm prime time, giving MC's Knots LandingDuck, heavens to ****in' Merkatroid I drop noise that employs the unbelievable Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks fine With a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until You start to quiver, metabolism splits rivers I rock so many broads I leave your entourage tender Like bartenders mix liquor I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock Now time to click triggers Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters Raw water turn sons to grandaughters I bring trouble where, you sleep So I double dare to bust you in your bubble bear, coat Antidotes cause gunsmoke in TokyoMC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo My star roast 'em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions Shuttin' down national state buildings with high ceilings Funk Doc to the spot freeze Creepin' on MC's like Vietnamese in army fatigues Def Squad representer Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you enter Hey yo, once a crack head, always a tack head You have no craftibility all that **** you talk is dead As ***, drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously *****z ain't **** to me, word up You stupid *****z always got somethin' smart to say And probably can't even spell TWAMy crew is like police pull up and park anywhere Yeah yeahJump out and get it on right then and there Whassup? Whassup? *****z is ***** and ways and actions show it Most of y'all *****z dead, and don't even know it And Def Squad L.O.D. for life Word up, yeah, **** your life Act trife I'll let my dog cold **** your wife **** your life Aiyyo, you just heard the sounds of Mally GRedman, Keith Murray, bringin' the ruckus, the Def SquadNext up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard Cossell First up to the ring Rampage the Last Boy Scout Lord Have Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous Busta Rhymes Two one two, I'm living life as a rugged MCWhen I step up in your jam, yo, I'm V.I.P. *****z and *****es be eyein' me I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin' brothers out the frame Because I'm dangerous I'm well known like Keith Murray and my boy Reggie Noble Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my mobile I'm great distance like AT&TI stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo, I Fades Them All like my man Mally GWhip a ***** ass for free And makin' sure he see visions of me Rampage the talk of the town The stalker of New York that ****s up the underground I'm comin' thorough like a pack of Life Savers Ask Marley Marl who's the real Future Flavors My technique I freak seven days a week I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum Leap I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, lyrical expert Those who got no publishing they need to get jerked A hundred percent, I gets down what I inventRap artists be dying to a certain extent Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback That **** is wack, fade away and never come back For now and forever, it's the evil that men do Mental, my inner center WinterFrosted froze crews inventor, inventor Invader, evacuate I collapse your major Straights and lose minds You're splits two times, for intruders, for these losers My maneuvers, drop like lugers Illegal, maybe Lethal, like Gibson'sSplittin' blessings, with three WeaponsLay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin' the nine-six For you mindless, *****z I smack spineless Or lay back like recliners, as inject jewels As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Corrupt your minors like New York City's finest lineups On LSD fine fust in your sinus Crush like China's, opiu MC grinders My dust, these rhymers I hijack like airliners The infiltrator, creator, I'm sinful Papers stay viscous like religious cults Leaders that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters My Flipmode *****z, we're like Afghanistan guerillas If you want more information look listen and read While I sit back and I roll another fat bag of **** We about to take control of your set like cruise control speed Satisfy my lyrical *****, plants my Johnny Apple-seed Mental slave grip on your brain like white people My music will dominate the population like black people Utilize my efforts to exercise my inner thoughts I capitalize on my many and various styles of all sorts Hold down the forts smokin', drinkin' mad quarts For sports talk to chickenheads in botty lik shorts Let's get the cream so that we can move up in this fortress Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic portraits Here we go again, another phenomenon when I get onBusta Rhymes and my ***** named Stretch Armstrong We represent the ultimate unit for the nine-season Flipmode Squad will bust your **** for even the wrong reasons Chaotic sample make a ***** wanna get down Till they come through like the ATF and shut your **** down Alcohol, tobacco and firearms is how we movin' Raw rapid fire flows while the music keeps you *****z groovin' I don't know who the **** you really think you foolin' You're so far from up to par and your **** needs improvin' From your conversation the way you come across your **** is off Malfunctionin' my ***** you about to feel the real force Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head with the holy cross Exotic *****z blastin' off to the Land of the LostIf you can't see this, I recommend some School for the blind by Helen Keller Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas Redman and the Rockafellas Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad weathers But still we travel the world like National Lampoon It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire ninety-six So saty tuned Flipmode, completely getting inside that ass Def Squad, respek
作词 : King, McNair, Murray, Noble ... 作曲 : K Murray/M. King/R. Noble/T. Smith/R. McNaire 编曲 : Busta Rhymes. 制作人 : The Vibe Chemist Backspin 音频助理 : Vinny Nicoletti 混音师 : Busta Rhymes. 音频工程师 : Rick St. Hilaire 演奏 : Jamal/Keith Murray/Lord Have Mercy/Rampage The Last Boy Scout/Redman Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your **********in' team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you heard of me You probably know some ***** *****z who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone master Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull ****y with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall *****z talk about killin' and never get to it **** the yappin', be true to it, do it Steady scream about your East and your West sideBut you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide *****z better get up off that bull**** quick Caught up in the limelight, gettin' way too slick See 'em at the shows 'bout to rock they **** off Gettin' they peeps ****ed up 'cause they block is soft As for terror, I sever the best of MC'sLook, little Mally G trippin' off these indo trees About to murder label's jerkin' but mercy us Def Squad *****z prophesize like the PerseusDroppin' degrees to zero with flatlines Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme One rhyme, one rhyme, one rhyme, just one rhyme I, I don't give a ****, I kill 'em with just one rhyme Woo, yeah, you wish that you could get with this Terrorist, lyricist, for your era it's My time to shine and I'm still payin' dues And I'ma be famous on either rap or the news, ************ I only tell you nothin' but the real it's Tight up in the struggle tryin' to get this ****in' meal, why? *****z act shifty so I shift a long Three tri three chrome, it's the same ol' song I seen the shades and the suedes from afar PahBut hold up, do you know who I are?The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome Peace with the chrome, piece that I packRemember **** around and catch a Mack to your back Who the **** I be I, you cannot see IFlabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I. Oops, I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon I'm prime time, giving MC's Knots LandingDuck, heavens to ****in' Merkatroid I drop noise that employs the unbelievable Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks fine With a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until You start to quiver, metabolism splits rivers I rock so many broads I leave your entourage tender Like bartenders mix liquor I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock Now time to click triggers Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters Raw water turn sons to grandaughters I bring trouble where, you sleep So I double dare to bust you in your bubble bear, coat Antidotes cause gunsmoke in TokyoMC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo My star roast 'em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions Shuttin' down national state buildings with high ceilings Funk Doc to the spot freeze Creepin' on MC's like Vietnamese in army fatigues Def Squad representer Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you enter Hey yo, once a crack head, always a tack head You have no craftibility all that **** you talk is dead As ***, drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously *****z ain't **** to me, word up You stupid *****z always got somethin' smart to say And probably can't even spell TWAMy crew is like police pull up and park anywhere Yeah yeahJump out and get it on right then and there Whassup? Whassup? *****z is ***** and ways and actions show it Most of y'all *****z dead, and don't even know it And Def Squad L.O.D. for life Word up, yeah, **** your life Act trife I'll let my dog cold **** your wife **** your life Aiyyo, you just heard the sounds of Mally GRedman, Keith Murray, bringin' the ruckus, the Def SquadNext up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard Cossell First up to the ring Rampage the Last Boy Scout Lord Have Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous Busta Rhymes Two one two, I'm living life as a rugged MCWhen I step up in your jam, yo, I'm V.I.P. *****z and *****es be eyein' me I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin' brothers out the frame Because I'm dangerous I'm well known like Keith Murray and my boy Reggie Noble Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my mobile I'm great distance like AT&TI stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo, I Fades Them All like my man Mally GWhip a ***** ass for free And makin' sure he see visions of me Rampage the talk of the town The stalker of New York that ****s up the underground I'm comin' thorough like a pack of Life Savers Ask Marley Marl who's the real Future Flavors My technique I freak seven days a week I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum Leap I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, lyrical expert Those who got no publishing they need to get jerked A hundred percent, I gets down what I inventRap artists be dying to a certain extent Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback That **** is wack, fade away and never come back For now and forever, it's the evil that men do Mental, my inner center WinterFrosted froze crews inventor, inventor Invader, evacuate I collapse your major Straights and lose minds You're splits two times, for intruders, for these losers My maneuvers, drop like lugers Illegal, maybe Lethal, like Gibson'sSplittin' blessings, with three WeaponsLay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin' the nine-six For you mindless, *****z I smack spineless Or lay back like recliners, as inject jewels As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Corrupt your minors like New York City's finest lineups On LSD fine fust in your sinus Crush like China's, opiu MC grinders My dust, these rhymers I hijack like airliners The infiltrator, creator, I'm sinful Papers stay viscous like religious cults Leaders that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters My Flipmode *****z, we're like Afghanistan guerillas If you want more information look listen and read While I sit back and I roll another fat bag of **** We about to take control of your set like cruise control speed Satisfy my lyrical *****, plants my Johnny Apple-seed Mental slave grip on your brain like white people My music will dominate the population like black people Utilize my efforts to exercise my inner thoughts I capitalize on my many and various styles of all sorts Hold down the forts smokin', drinkin' mad quarts For sports talk to chickenheads in botty lik shorts Let's get the cream so that we can move up in this fortress Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic portraits Here we go again, another phenomenon when I get onBusta Rhymes and my ***** named Stretch Armstrong We represent the ultimate unit for the nine-season Flipmode Squad will bust your **** for even the wrong reasons Chaotic sample make a ***** wanna get down Till they come through like the ATF and shut your **** down Alcohol, tobacco and firearms is how we movin' Raw rapid fire flows while the music keeps you *****z groovin' I don't know who the **** you really think you foolin' You're so far from up to par and your **** needs improvin' From your conversation the way you come across your **** is off Malfunctionin' my ***** you about to feel the real force Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head with the holy cross Exotic *****z blastin' off to the Land of the LostIf you can't see this, I recommend some School for the blind by Helen Keller Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas Redman and the Rockafellas Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad weathers But still we travel the world like National Lampoon It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire ninety-six So saty tuned Flipmode, completely getting inside that ass Def Squad, respek
