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   Hardcore, keep it raw, what niggaz love that   Stack the greenbacks and stay steady with the weed sack   Spliff Star, one of the famous foreigners from East Flat-Bush      Fire arms till you no longer breather black   Make it hot, standin' on the corner wit the G-Pack   Look at me lampin' in defiance wit my seats back   Got the game to fuck wit Jane? Where you and her sleep at      Lyrically inclined and inclined to get lyrical   Checkin' for residuals, rhymin' be the ritual   Ill individual, bad habitat, watch my voice battle cats   While I'm spittin' battle raps      On the high horse and I keep my saddle strapped   You'd be headin' up the river like 'where the paddle at?'   Got a rhyme overload Rah Digga always front ya   Leavin' niggaz stuck like I was acupuncture      Got niggaz from the hood, thinkin' shit all good   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   Got niggaz outta town, tryin' to come and be down   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?      Got niggaz online, think they fuckin' wit mine   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?      It makes a lot of sense when you see Sham in black Benz   With high friends pull up the club wit dark tints   Never jump out, that's why they lookin' dead in my mouth   They must have doubts like who the stars wit no lookouts      You'd be amazed and surprised to who would run in your house   And tag their names on the stomach of your pregnant spouse   I shall leave you wit dat BIB from QB   Boys In Black and foul attitudes to match      Yo, now who you be God, I be the soul controller   I burst gas like the fizz outta your Coca Cola   Live shit like the energy of solar   With thug niggaz wit names like Bullet Head and Cobra      Street niggaz be feelin' the nights gettin' cold, the rock   Bear skin furs like Australian polar   Hang up on whack bitches who call the Motorola   And smack faggots like you don't make me have to show ya      Got niggaz from the hood, thinkin' shit all good   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   Got niggaz outta town, tryin' to come and be down   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?      Got niggaz online, think they fuckin' wit mine   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?      Ramp I'm not talkin', son, I'm comin out clappin'   All you whack niggaz be poppin' shit, y'all niggaz actin'   Flipmode number 1 squad that make shit happen   I'm rippin' down shit while y'all other niggaz slackin'      Money cats is stocked and locked plus I'm stackin'   Them grimy niggaz rollin' with me them niggaz packin'   Bust 4 in your face, pop 4 in your back and   8 bullets total in all, I'm street trackin'      2 for my block like 10 in the mornin'   Squish your organs like Swiss scheese whippin' the arm   And flava blaze I play the corner   Wake up your neighbors wit my tape in order to feel my aura      Mauziano, I'm like a silver tsar holdin' golden   Metal and though I hold my arm swollen   On the farm belong for soldiers I control   Is like they seein' Moses      Fendin' for flows, I pose to split you open   Layin' back rappers for motion   Picture me slap on my rappin' boots      Got niggaz from the hood, thinkin' shit all good   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   Got niggaz outta town, tryin' to come and be down   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?      Got niggaz online, think they fuckin' wit mine   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?      The earth is the globe where I work my magic like Merlin unfold   Surface enclosure, life worthless, no goals   Perfect controls like Ayatola's turbans and robes   From the counties of kings Bails, bounties, pissie lobbies      50 armies probably bring hell on this earth   Legend of dirt, smash ghettos and General's turf   Menace incredible work   Land Lord blaze him and gave him the dirt, hah      Got niggaz from the hood, thinkin' shit all good   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   Got niggaz outta town, tryin' to come and be down   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?      Got niggaz online, think they fuckin' wit mine   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?   I'm askin' all y'all, whatcha come around here for?