[Intro: Busta Rhymes & Redman]
"Woof-woof-woof-woof" (Yeah!)
"Turn me up some"
Fuck goin' on, yo Uncle Darren!
What up brother? Yeah (Yeah)
Flipmode!
See we got a whole
"Woof-woof-woof-woof"
We got a gift-wrapped package for you motherfuckers
Yeah ("Yo"), yo ("Yo, yeah")
Bust it
[Verse 1]
I stay rippin' a nigga tracks so
Hotter than wax, yo, so tell me why you act so
Yo, I max 'cause I make a nigga black 'til its time to relax yo
Until you all collapse so, fuck it
It's hardly that the god is getting tired
You don't wanna say that
Can catch a cardiac relapse, nigga
What, the god is back so you don't want nuthin'
No matter how you react
Blows that black and blue your front and your back
Choose, whatever the route that you choose
Wounds so horrendous forensics will get to analyzing the bruise
Blows will never come in singular, they coming in twos
My crew be starting the ruckus once I give them the cues
To blast from the triggers that'll bust from all of my dudes
Be the shit that make you niggas run up out of your shoes
We make you back down, having the facts down
With all the noise you be making you can even see the shit on the news
Word up
"Woof-woof-woof-woof" (Yeah!)
"Turn me up some"
Fuck goin' on, yo Uncle Darren!
What up brother? Yeah (Yeah)
Flipmode!
See we got a whole
"Woof-woof-woof-woof"
We got a gift-wrapped package for you motherfuckers
Yeah ("Yo"), yo ("Yo, yeah")
Bust it
[Verse 1]
I stay rippin' a nigga tracks so
Hotter than wax, yo, so tell me why you act so
Yo, I max 'cause I make a nigga black 'til its time to relax yo
Until you all collapse so, fuck it
It's hardly that the god is getting tired
You don't wanna say that
Can catch a cardiac relapse, nigga
What, the god is back so you don't want nuthin'
No matter how you react
Blows that black and blue your front and your back
Choose, whatever the route that you choose
Wounds so horrendous forensics will get to analyzing the bruise
Blows will never come in singular, they coming in twos
My crew be starting the ruckus once I give them the cues
To blast from the triggers that'll bust from all of my dudes
Be the shit that make you niggas run up out of your shoes
We make you back down, having the facts down
With all the noise you be making you can even see the shit on the news
Word up
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