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Artiste : Busta Rhymes
Titre : It Ain´t Safe No More
The surgeon general of the Flipmode squad
Has determined that the sounds you about to hear
Can be devestatin´ to your ear, to your mind
To your body, to your soul
You better, pack up your bags, better get out of town

´Cause when the God come you know he gon´ be puttin´ it down
Everything we do be blowin´, better get on the ground
It ain´t safe no more, it ain´t safe no more
He keeps it wicked by creatin´ the sound
That make the people wanna spaz ´til they give him the crown
Fuck around you´ll turn up missin´ just to never be found
It ain´t safe no more, it ain´t safe no more
Bodies´ll turn up missin´, I promise you need to listen
Abolish the need for bitchin´, I polish and shine and glisten
Demolishin´ while I´m whistlin´, astonished while you´re witnessin´
Hardest to smash another artist son, regardless if it is

A nigga who think he be the greatest son I´ll lock him in the fridge
And hang him from both of his ankles when we drop him from the bridge
Blockin´ your paper really stoppin´ that dude from gettin´ his
Poppin´ the safe and splurgin´, havin´ the crew up in the crib
Block ´til these niggaz havin ´em rockin´ gargle with a bib
Shittin´ and fartin´, spittin´ and vomitin´ all in the crib
Fallin´ into shock from the bullets we shot up in they ribs
Hot up the block and blew up the spot and got up out the mix
Tried it a couple stops and spotted the squad up in they whips

Plotted and then I signed on the dotted line and made a wish
Return us even the hardest makin´ you garbage niggaz sit
The smartest now you a target only the heartless niggaz win
Pack up your bags, better get out of town
´Cause when the God come you know he gon´ be puttin´ it down
Everything we do be blowin´, better get on the ground
It ain´t safe no more, it ain´t safe no more
He keeps it wicked by creatin´ the sound
That make the people wanna spaz ´til they give him the crown
Fuck around you´ll turn up missin´ just to never be found
It ain´t safe no more, it ain´t safe no more

You can´t believe can you, I´m callin´ my dog Nathaniel
And ballin´ with all my mans you´ll be blowin´ and all will hand you
Accordingly or disorderly bullets are sure to bang you
Considerably my 9 milli hit with any angle
Shootin´, high, shootin´, low, shootin´ verticle or horizontal
And if you were makin´ plans I do think you gon´ have to cancel
Sorry, I had to ask you, save it I have to blast you
Takin´ a chance to laugh from you makin´ the masses gas you
So now you thinkin´ that you tough and that we can´t get at you
Change up your mind and leave you stiffer than a massive statue

Tired of talkin´ need to use all your precautionary measures
Washin´ off the blood, haulin´ the water force of steady weather
You can handle it or you can´t, it be only gettin´ better
Like a candle, we burn your sandals and make you feel the pressure
Cockin´ it back, articulatin´ the flow just like a lecture
Break it down and rebuildin´ the flow, now peep the architecture
Pack up your bags, better get out of town
´Cause when the God come you know he gon´ be puttin´ it down
Everything we do be blowin´, better get on the ground
It ain´t safe no more, it ain´t safe no more

He keeps it wicked by creatin´ the sound
That make the people wanna spaz ´til they give him the crown
Fuck around you´ll turn up missin´ just to never be found
It ain´t safe no more, it ain´t safe no more
It ain´t safe in the current state of our democracy
Terrorism, motherfuckers bombin´ New York, shit is crazy
It ain´t safe no more
All these rappin´ niggaz goin´ at other rappin´ niggaz heads
Shit is crazy, but most importantly
The most unsafe thing is that niggaz ain´t seein´, the God comin´
Watch where you walk, uh