Get What I’m Saying Busta Rhymes (Ft. Labba & Spliff Star)

[Intro: Clinton Sparks]
Richmond, Virginia
Boston
New York City
Clinton Sparks

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Don’t get it fucked up pussy, you know how to act
And I’m single-handedly carrying New York on my back
Now listen up close I continue to boast on these niggas
I continue to flow while concealin’ a toast on these niggas
And keep a smile up on my face, ‘cause I don’t mean you no harm
Focus on my bread huggin’ somethin’ as long as my arm
Like a AK or a AR I rip off your limbs
As a last resort ‘cause I’m tryna let money live
Shit’s so hot up in the street now it’s nicknamed “pressure cooker”
Should’ve stayed bangin’ in your trunk, ‘til you put a tear in your woofer
Pop the top push your automatic drop and then
Cop another strip you could probably hustle that now I’m watchin’ you flop
While I focus my aim on you niggas stop watchin’ the dot
Stop actin’ like you got some kinda strength you know that you ain’t got
Ain’t it beautiful? The way you see me killin’ the street
I’m so on fire that I can’t describe the level of my heat

[Chorus: Labba, Clinton Sparks]
You better get what I’m sayin’
Get what I’m sayin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’ (Shouts out Seattle)
Flipmode we ain’t playin’ (Pittsburgh)
Get what I’m sayin’ (Montreal)
Get what I’m sayin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’ (Australia)
(Belgium)
(Yes we back and we hot)