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    [busta rhymes]
    Flipmode squad, let's keep it hip-hop
    Rah digga, rampage

    [rampage]
    Yo bust' (yeah)
    Let's smack these niggaz all in they motherfuckin face

    [verse one: busta rhymes]
    This be the shit to go for broke on
    'til we own ships that carry big freight and niggaz harbor coke on
    Now let me get my fuckin smoke on
    I'll have your mother recitin my shit like she singin the fuckin boat song
    Now watch the story unfold nigga
    Bullets smackin your face and your chest just like a fuckin drumroll nigga
    You ain't know me and my crew, we lockin it up
    And rubberband stackin dough in timberland shoebox nigga, and stockin it up
    Too many of my niggaz at the door of the club
    That be always gun cockin it up
    We put together niggaz like the dick to these bitches
    Givin it to 'em in the worst way for actin too {?} bridges
    Crackin it down, backin it down
    How we give it to niggaz, you know we only smackin it down
    Before i bring it to a closure nigga
    You think we finished cause my lil' 16 bars is over nigga?

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    [chorus]
    Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down y'all
    Busta rhymes, flipmode y'all
    Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down y'all
    Get down, get-gi-get down y'all
    Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down y'all
    "we smashin all y'all" - "flip-flipmode represent"
    Aiyyo, aiyyo - flipmode "motherfuckers"
    Swear to only bring you hot shit, everyday

    [verse two: rah digga]
    Keep the five for ya, the ruggedest chick
    Spread shit like tom sawyer, bitch will smith
    Be i the fresh princess, rulin shit run things
    Your efforts is senseless, hariett thus
    Ridin rare breed, fuck buyin a jar
    I smoke the engineer weed motherfucker
    Bitch got stuck in wells fargo, brick city hooligan
    Squattin at the car show - couldn't be a girly girl
    If i tried; crazy slave to the live
    But i'm still fly, love four by fours
    Cause they ride like a toy, steady jumpin the curb
    Pedestrians like "oh boy" i can sing, rap dj
    Work the instant replay
    "even though i'm slurrin my voice" like i was freeway
    Get it right cuz-o, i keep the rhymes runnin
    Kind of terror fbi don't even see comin, motherfuckers

    [chorus]

    [verse three: rampage]
    Ashes is ashes and dust to dust
    Y'all see the low ro', y'all ain't fuckin with us
    Rampage nigga, i'm a sick man
    Chop you in your face, cut off both of your hands
    Wrap your body up, put it in a sedan
    Drop yo' ass in a river, this is how i deliver
    Got the maggots just eatin your liver, untold mystery
    Your name is swany river, you not a legend
    Youse one dead nigga, six feet under
    Never comin back, one year later
    This is real facts (yeah) tell the feds
    Just to back up off me
    Keep eatin donuts and drinkin that coffee
    They say they know my m.o. from philly to milwaukee
    Got my house tapped with the walkie talkies, shit
    I'm just a victim in this case
    My lawyer's good, so get the fuck out my face

    [chorus]

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