feat. Busta Rhymes



Yeah!



[Busta Rhymes]

Ha ha ha-hah ha-hah ha, ha-hah ha-hah ha

Ha ha Flipmode y'all, whatchu talkin bout?

De La y'all, whatchu talkin bout?

Whatchu talkin bout?



[Dove]

Yo, you gettin stomped by the marching band

Keep 'em shook like spray cans (it's so hot)

It's so hot it'll make your face tan (ooh!)

Ace ban rap, the place the wasteland

Bit y'all in my mouth, but you taste bland

I feel fake niggaz and mince these snake niggaz

that hiss but won't bite - false alarm

And if it don't Rockwild we fin' to drop a bomb

(Word up) Strong grip on a mic like we Stretch Arm

I BEEN shine, you been warned and been torn

Get smacked for the B.S. you been on

Storm bad weatherwhether or not you stay scorned

For ten years I've baked shit like hot potato

Rhymes still drippin like stu-b's, you groupies

need to show I.D. before the bust down

Touched down the God put 7 to your Zippo

and drop it on you heavy like a hippo

(Now you heard that?)



Chorus: Busta Rhymes



To all my dogs all the way in the back, ready to black

I.C. Y'all (see y'all) I.C. Y'all

Ladies get down shake yo' ASS around, I hope you know that

I.C. Y'all (see y'all) I.C. Y'all

To all my soldiers on the corner I.C. Y'all (see y'all)

Women doin what they wanna I.C. Y'all

To them people gettin pulled over I.C. Y'all (see y'all)

I.C. Y'all (see y'all) wouldn't wanna be y'all



[Pos]

It's the one and only effect, that you catch from a cassette

Straight wig out the world and girls we straight dig out ya back



with letters spellin out my name

All over your marquee, cause the spark is me

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