How you feeling?. Give thanks and breathe it in. Give thanks and breathe it in. 'Cause we're blessed. . Blessed 2 have another moment. Some more time spent.
Songstress, huh, aah. . I'm gonna take you on a ride to a lyrical expedition. In vision, imagine this, I be wishin' everybody would listen. Kissing ass until I was able to step into the arena.
so call me crazy or hit me up baby coz. love is for me and you my precious lady. . baby everything will come and go, you. hold my hand and stay with me,.
(Verse 1). Money to the wall. This is how I roll. Bet you didn't know. That I've got a claw. . Do you wanna rock?. With me up all night. Cause i'm doing fine.
[Verse 1]:. You make me wanna fly, wanna fly, wanna fly. You make me touch the sky, touch the sky, touch the sky. You make me wanna fly and touch the sky.
You're part of me and I wish I could make it without you,. but I can't, no, I can't. Why it feels so wrong, when I know it should be right,. but it can't, can't can't.
I know that I made you wait for a very long time. 'Cause I wasn't ready, baby, for you to come inside. I wanted you to know my name and not just what's between my thighs.
Yeah, where you think you goin'?. Where you think you goin'?. Ladies and gentlemen, it's the unit for the 9-8. Flipmode Squad baby, that's my word. All you sucker MC's, try to hide this stuff, come back here.
Yeah, heh. A Flipmode y'all, a Flipmode y'all. A Flipmode y'all, a Flipmode y'all. Hah, heh, hahahaha, yo, yo, uh. . I spits rhymes for thug cats, neighborhood drug rats.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Flipmode. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Flipmode. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Flipmode. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Flipmode. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Flipmode. . Keep it goin, c'mon.
[Busta Rhymes]. Yeah, yeah, yeah Flipmode. Yeah, yeah, yeah Flipmode. Yeah, yeah, yeah Flipmode. Yeah, yeah, yeah Flipmode. Yeah, yeah, yeah Flipmode.
(Rah-Digga). I be the worst like Nick. To all them mc thugs. Like them 4 little kids. And the teacher gettin plugged. I don't give a fuck style. Tell me come jiggy.
(rah-digga). I be the worst like nick. To all them mc thugs. Like them 4 little kids. And the teacher gettin plugged. I don't give a fuck style. Tell me come jiggy.
Ya don't stop to my people in the front. Ya don't stop to my people in the rear. Say what, throw your hands in the air. Ya don't stop to my people on the left.
Ayo rah who dat nigga?. Rah digga, rampage. Yo man. The word on the street is flipmode has arisen. True, aight. There's alotta player haters that's tryin na playa hate y'all.
I'll bust all you cats in the game for malpractice. I'm in Jersey, where I'm paying no taxes. I'll stick your girl, Agnus. Flipmode bring the madness.
Yaaaaaaa. Yo yo yo yo yo. Yo yo yo yo yo. Yo yo yo yo yo. Yo yo yo yo yo. Yo yo yo yo yo. . I think I'm about to black out. I blow your fucking whick out.
Yeah, niggas want to talk shit in the muthafucking room. I got something for your motherfucking ass, check it out. . Rampage I'm coming express through your chest.
Yeah , see , see , nowadays , young niggas get allot of money. See, the fact is that young niggas, is self employed, now. We livin' in a time-frame, where its all big business.
Comin in the dance last night(uh hum). Busta boy fear last night(uh oh). Me couldn't find me nine(um hum). So me go, pull out me knife(so me say). Comin in the dance last night(uh hum).