Rampage, Flipmode Squad - Flipmode Iz da Squad lyrics

Drop it, uh, ladies and gentlemen

Y'all siga, siga, sing it
(Flipmode is the squad) , y'all siga, siga
Sing it (Flipmode is the squad)
Y'all siga, siga, sing it
Y'all siga, siga, sing it
(Flipmode is the squad) , y'all siga, siga
Sing it (Flipmode is the squad)
Y'all siga, siga, sing it
(Flipmode is the squad
Flipmode is the squad)

(Uh, uh, uh, uh) it's the Grand Royal nigga
You've been waitin' for, the outlaw
(Uh) throwin' brothers off the seashore
(shore) , this is your detour (Detour)
Flipmode take you to war
(War) , kids in the hood can't
Take it no more (More)
I'm the one you lookin' for (For)
If eight is enough, I rock my stuff
Watch you get cuffed (Cuffed)
Yo, you fuckin' with the wrong bluff
I got more King than Just (Just)
Niggas make me mad
(Uh) , now I got to squeeze and bust (Bust)
Bringin' harm (Uh) with my lucky charm
Me and Saddam (Uh)
I can't keep calm, release the bomb, boom
(Boom, boom) radiation, to the nation
(Uh) , call your congregation (ation)
My squad is on plantation (Uh) and word up
(Ugh) , Rampage The Last
Nigga Scout (Scout)
Quick to punch a nigga in his mouth (Mouth)
That's word to down south
(South) , brothers bite my rhymes (Uh)
Acting on preps (Preps)
Spinnin' my lyrics (Uh)
Puttin' in their lyrical concepts
This is rap with no rules (Rules)
Fuck being cool, old school or new school
(School) , I'm supreme (preme)
I'm on the fat winning team
(Team) , a lot of clicks
(Uh) wanna dream (Dream)
Peep my theme (Theme) i'm in it to win it
(Uh) , you're damn right
I'm gettin' cream (Cream)
Microphone fiend, uh, ahhhh, ah ah ah
Ah, ah ah ah ah, ah

Ah ah ah ah ah, ah, ahhh
Hallelujhah, you should lose
(This) , you got to hear this (This)
Flipmode's the one and your
Shit's too near this (This)
Splitting the guns, causin' earthquake
(quake)
My contradict thick like a Mickey D shake
(Shake) bringin' you the shit that I
Know you can't take (Take)
Fuck out my way for heaven's sake (Sakes)
I got my eye on you
(You) , what you gonna do? (Do)
You ain't got a clue
(Clue) , shoo-fly, shoo-fly, shoo (Shoo)
Everything's peachy keen neato
Tommy coming fast like Speedo
Make it blast like a torpedo
Deep like Captain Nemo, i brings the primo
My life will be nitro large, jumbo
Your shit be itty bitty-bitty-bitty micro
In your ass like a vaccine (Vaccine)
Point MCs to my hilly bill jeans (Jeans)
I eat MC's with rice and beans (Beans)
Rice and greens (Greens, yeah) , I wreck
The whole scene (Scene, what?)
Serious, true
(What?) , brother should not scream

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yo yo, check this here
I be's the thug up in your
Ear from here to Cakalaka
The microphone attacker
(What?) , Spliff-a-Spliff, psycho soloist
One of the dopest (Uh)
Singing songs on recess
(Haa) when I'm givin' one fuck, hoo! (Hoo)
Pastor of disast', I brings it on
My Flipmode niggas be like
Children Of The Corn
Runnin' through your block blastin'
(Pow) with no question askin'
Puttin' bullet holes through your
Fuckin' latest fashion
The ignorant immigrant
Magnificent, like Morrocco, stackin' that
Cheddar like nacho, the number-one honcho
Dutty nigga desperado, rhyme well
Bravo, freestyle felon, oops
Upside your fuckin' melon (Uh)
Breakin' fool on yo' ass just
Like George did to Helen
I got the world yellin'
(Ahhh) , plus my block is swellin'
Hit the punash, oh, gosh
Until it start smellin'

(Flipmode is the squad) , y'all siga, siga
Sing it (Flipmode is the squad)
Y'all siga, siga, sing it
(Flipmode is the squad
Yuh! Yuh! Flipmode is the squad)
Y'all siga, siga, sing it
(Flipmode is the squad) , y'all siga, siga
Sing it (Flipmode is the squad)
Y'all siga, siga, sing it
(Flipmode is the squad)

Yo yo, yo, yo, yo let me continue
Motherfucker I'm about to send you
(ha ha ha ha)
Check me out, the demon done got up in you
What the fuck you talking
About I've been waiting
I wanna talk to you, shit, watery shit
Caught the 24 hour flu, soft
Of course, blow you off course
Flying through the sky like
The Pegeasus horse
You lost to be the boss, I toss
Kill corny niggas with no remorse
Turn my lights off, turn my mic on
Yo Busta Rhymes could manifest so who'd
Be the true lyric icon
It really don't matter how much bigger
I storm all over motherfuckers
Like some end of the world niggas
Like rapid fire, chicka cha, blaow!
Bust a shot all in your face, nigga what now
Mistaken, you fakin I just
Be breaking chicken
Prepare for the undertaking
Your whole body quaking
I always try my hardest to keep communicating
But you ain't relating
You fucked up on what I'm making
Watch, how we attract like magnets
Break your body down to fragments
Cut you down to half size
Quarter size, eighth a size, nigga
Get up off my dick
Chop you up and bag you up
Just like a half a brick
Rehearsable, reversible, Busta Rhymes
Almighty merciful dismantle, example
Your whole crew will get trampled
Follow the example, the lyrical nutritionist
The abolitionist
I revolutionize the music like
A fucking revolutionist
Busta Rhymes will stay snapping while
You bitches keep on yapping
When my shit is done
You fuckers start clapping
What the happened
Rhymes feel like a bunch of diesel niggas
Hype niggas we be them type niggas
That side swipe niggas
While you be the apprentice
My dick up in your mouth just like a dentist
You Seventh Day Adventist
My rhymes is in the, uhh
For memory laps, no halfs, caught up in traps
I cross country like traveling maps
Worldwide

One nation indivisible with liberty
The god individual cripple you
Colonize like pirates and criminals
Convicted of world crimes while
I'm world-wide in flows
Modernize and digital evacuate civilians
Billions tumble my skill guzzle
Iced tea with cop killas, top billas now
So binoculars to follow
Blood drops in spillage
In treetops my gorillas collapse shit
Like Alaskian winters (ha)
Sinners (ha) , frostbit
Lost limbs and lost fingers
Lord, commander of large missile militias
Kick (kick) up (up) dust like the share croppers galoshes
And spray Agent Orange from
Helicopters on impostors
Then I, return like a Jed-i
With guns are Han Solo and
Never seen three PO's
The good against evil, flash forever
Spread mash and take
Drastic measures, blast berrettas
I carry nines like math professors
Lord Have, drop jewels, sword slash
Rob crews that snatch treasures
Halt, the global giant unfolds the science
Unify blends the fire to the sea
I bring crisis and crucifixion
With the newest Scriptures
Rugged who control hundreds
Who stay cold blooded like anemics
Paint pictures that keep minds
Twisted like spinal defects spit jewels
Watch your platoon lick wounds
And form scabs before they grif again
It's Lord hittin 'em and as the world turns
Like Holy Koran scripts
My response is to keep repping, son
Terrorize for six days
And gon' rest on the seventh one