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We Got Cha Opin
(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.
To My People
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.
Distant Illusion
You´re a dead empty sexless soul. And all you have is what you buy to show. . You keep on buyin´. What is shoved into your mind. Thinking all the time you´re an original kind.
This Is What Happens
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 Saw You) Shine
Turn away, turn away from the wall. Turn away, turn away from the wall. Face me now, Face me now. Show me, show me all your tears. Your pain, your pain makes me burn.
Straight Spittin'
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.
Settin' It Off
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.
Run For Cover
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.
Money Talks
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.
Last Night
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).
Just Chill
CHORUS (JON YOUNG):. so tired, so sick. of yo shit. its ova. everytime i turn around. u right ova mah shoulda(3times). . i cant live witchu all up in my grill.
I Got Your Back
Catching my fever. Rob the passenger, the last griever. You don't lone my squad?. Fuck y'all, we don't love your ass neither. Way off the meter. . Yo Bus, me and Spliff, we got heaters.
Shooting Star
[Where where yout wot hold my hand?]. [Hold my hand]x3. . Where were you to hold my hand. Do the things that we had planned. Guess I need you by my side when things go crazy.
Hit Em Wit Da Heat
Yeah, Lieutenant what!. Yeah, motherfucka. It's Flipmode. Yeah yeah, spliff, check it out, uh. . Ramp, I've been ill since back in the days. Rockin' shell-toed Adidas with rags for my waves.
Angel
Time went by so quickly. You were only seventeen. When you left, you took a part of me. . I just want to let you know. This was your time. You went away and it seems the days all fade into night.
Everything
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh. Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything. Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything. Everything, everything, Flipmode Squad is everything, everything.
Everybody On The Line Outside
Flipmode word bond. Flipmode coming word bond. Flipmode here word bond. Feel no fear word bond. Uh-uh-uh uh-uh. Uh-uh-uh uh-uh. 1998 Hot shit. . Hitting you off baby you do it like this yo.
Do For Self
Hey yo!. Yo sham!. Yo sham!!!. -yo,yo,yo!. Come here nigga, wassup man?. -whats the deal, son?. How you doin man?. -chillin man. What you fuckin with that cat over there for?.
Come Get It
Hurricane's in the house... . [lord have mercy]. Land-lord, up in the house *come get it*. Rah digga, up in the house *come get it*. Rampage, up in the house *come get it*.
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