[Pos & 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 talki´ ´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 niggas and mince these snake niggas 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 weather/whether 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?)
[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 Currently we can be seen across your screen Stayin wide-eyed cause you niggas tryin´ to scheme Welcome to the spot, I´m slaying with it Chop it up and fit it inside your quart of rice You speak ghetto falsetto on the mic device Tryin to give me third degree, you just a third of me Couldn´t be the shit if you were a turd of me A man tight with my funds, crush like Ricky D Who quoted Vance Wright, no one can serve us!
My squad advance heights quite superb Just kick off your shoes, jump on the jock It´s been a long time comin´ this you need to cop!
[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
[Busta Rhymes] It goes one (one) two (two) three (three) four (four) Bounce so much I ricochet up off the floor (floor) So raw shit the most raw you ever saw Quarter after four, niggas quick to bust the back door Baby, open your blouse while I joust another nigga´s spouse Quick Jamaican dick style all in they house I practice to be the all access, you see the fact is My mouth dirty, so follow while I display the slackness Yo, you see my slang talk straight from the slums When I was young, moms put soap on my tongue, and yo-yo
Forever we gettin´ this cheddar with the quickness While I cast the spell on these bitches, you can be my eyewitness Short fuse, nowadays Langston Hughes We gettin´ money with whoever - even the Jews The way we finagle and gain it must be all in my shoes Fuck a nigga up with De La like (?) can amuse
[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