Tekst :

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?
-He is my nigga, son.
Nahah, don t fuck around with that nigga, yo.
-What you sayin,god?
I know that nigga--
-what? I gotta hold it down for my homes, son
Lemme talk to ya for a second,man, c mere, c mere
I been through bullshit, forced to pull shit at the enemy
if I did it homes, it was the end of me
back in the days, I ma say like around your age
-what makes you figure that?
yo, I used to move the same ways
carying guns, sell a nickle chums to bums
run away from home, running through the streets with a chrome
-nigga, fuck that, you see I m livin on my own
-my life is based on the same place and the same zone
-thugs call me the Don, but never feel my calm
-at the same time you know it s hard for me to stay on
yeah I m feelin ya, but at I gotta keep it real with ya
only when you got dough, niggas wanna be with ya
they feel ya out, find out about your whereabouts
best friends turn enemies, plotting to take you out
-but it s all good, becuz they show me love in tha hood
-I got this shit locked,don t worry bout it. lemme cross ya out
Chorus:
Hey yo, I walk by myself,I die by myself
cuz ain t nobody gonna help me but my goddamn self
I do for my self,make moves for my self
cuz ain t nobody gonna help me but my goddamn self
I walk by myself,I die by myself
cuz ain t nobody gonna help me but my goddamn self
I do for my self,make moves for my self
cuz ain t nobody gonna help me but my goddamn self
Verse 2:
You see them cats that you run with, they allways in some dumb shit
I m tellin you right now, them cats shouldn t fuck with
-Now who the fuck is you? To tell me what to do?
-tryin to start some real shit, tryin to make me flip on my crew
Go ahead and play hardass! live your life fast
tryin to warn you, seem like these streets got you gassed
-I got a problem right now, and I can t maintain
-I got some big time cat tryin ta split my fame
-yo, you see me in the street and wanna scream my name
-with some caked up voice, yo I made my chioce
-Tim and his boys foul plans was to leave me moised
-so I stood up,prayin to God that this ain t my last luck
-yo they got me judged, call tha blue cross cops ran up
*FREEZE!!!*
-say please don t move too much, I think my man sat me up
-on a fact(?) shining to much
Left you wet up,same muthafuckas used to friend up
got you hospitalized, look how you end up
hooked up to a respirator, body all bent up
your moms callin me at my home,cryin on the phone
why the fuck you didn t listen? wouldn t be in this position
you still breathing, a chance to change the way you living
-no more claiming the streets, I got a daughter to raise
-if i would ve listened to you, I would never have got blaised
-now I m fucked up,laying in this bed cramped up
-needles in my arm, thinkin how these cats play tough
-real thoughts in my head,oh how I showed em love
-fuck it, from now on gotta keep my shit real calm
-plans to move up outta there, and grab my family to be gone
Chorus
*Chorus playin in the background while they talks*
Yo...Sham?
-yo..
wake up nigga
how you doing man,
-fucked up right now, son
didn t you see
I saw you earlier on the day,kicked it to ya man
the streets ain t no muthafuckin joke, nigga
-yo, son , see what they did to my fuckin leg, son?
I m tired of that bullshit, i m sorry--
-can t even lift my shit no more.
got holes up in this shit, you holy now?
you believe in tha lord now, don t ya, muthafucka?
-yeah...
when you get outta this bitch,
you better know how to walk the path muthafucka.
-you grabbin me to get up outta here?
there s lot of things you can do in the world,
you re to young for this bullshit
you hear me?
-I know
-definitely
when you get better you come out, make your mama proud,
make yourself proud, you keep ya head up, nigga
-definitely
you understand?
-I understand
what the fuck, nigga, at the end of the day you s a man.
Act like one
-definitely

Tekst :

CHORUS
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
Ya don t stop
To my people on the right
Ya don t stop
To my people everywhere
Say what
Throw your hands in the air
Ya don t stop
To my people in New York
Ya don t stop
To my people down south
Ya don t stop
To my people out west
Say what
Throw your hands in the air
To my hip hop niggas
Ya don t stop
To my niggas in the street
Ya don t stop
To my niggas gettin money
Say what
Throw your hands in the air
Ya don t stop

[Spliff Star]
Uh, straight off the bat
My squad is known across the map
When y all niggas show love then we show you love back
Y all niggas want beef
Fuck it take it to the streets
Y all niggas gon chill
Then we sit down and we build
My squad finally here
Unit of the year
We settin up shop and we aint going nowhere
We want it all
Even if we gotta brawl for it
We want it all
Even if you gotta fall for it
We stage wreckers
Fifty-two car deckers
Reppin to the world till the law come and get us
You jealous fellas
I m puttin holes in vendettas
Twist your body
With two shells from a shottie POW!

[Baby Sham]
Niggas wanna get me touched
(Naw they cant touch you)
Shinin and flossin too much
(Naw they can t cross you)
Light on my toes
Left him ten feet
Part from his heat
Play it softly
The truth speaks through this poetry
For me to call shot
Cock block my life
Add a little spice
Devil eyes snake rise on dice
Have your fam call christ
Flipmode battle for mics
All my shit be high priced
I m slashing dikes
Feel me
Liftin thugs out they crease it s quickly
Shift two keys in two weeks
And gross forty g s
Report me
And live shortly
Slouch cat livin off calibil breeze
You wanna get involved
Better grip on tight
Take the next flight
We got it locked on the next bike

[Rampage]
Check it out
I got the eye of a tiger
That s plan to go higher
My squad is on fire
And till death do us
If the label wanna sue us
Yo I m taking the reels
I m the man with the gat that be ready to peel
I m the one next to Spliff when it s time to ill
I ma show by astro red cross and blue shields
Watch us make a move
Catch us on smokin groove
Rules house of blues
MTV News
On the bus with my Flipmode loco (loco)
Takin flicks
Hittin chicks by the dozen (dozen)
Keep a shot runnin
Now I m on a journey
It take you twenty light years to burn me (burn me)
If you want beef call my attorney
All that other wack shit don t concern me
I m being felt
I got a title under my belt
I m out to get the wealth
I m bout my squad and myself

CHORUS

[Rah Digga]
Uhh
Comin correct for all my Flipmode brothers
Stats ratin higher then that of single mothers
Peace to my Outz clique
Bitches that I bounce with
Everybody else get the gas like Auschwitz
Like, flows for real like a rap bitch should
Type takin niggas out like they packaged goods
Rappers wanna contest
They buggin
Straight up and down we run the underground like H. Tubman
What, I m the bomb bitch
nigga RAH
D-I-G got Rah
God be my
Witness
Long as I walk this globe
I be spittin more verses than the Book of Job

[Busta Rhymes]
Why are you ignoring us
Running into hiding and avoiding us
Niggas on the low be recording us
My rhyme flow remain poisonous
Thus
Yo your shit sound wack still annoying us
We alive nigga aint no destroying us
You better off if you come join with us
Perpendicular
Or analyzing my whole molecular
In particular
Roll with my squad or go singular
I aint into bitches who fuck animals like caligula
More hot shit so get your water sprinkler
Fire extinguisher
Rhyme prime minister
C MON!
Never mistake me for nobody else
Another blast make you shit on yourself
I hope all y all know that I always master the art
Rip you apart
Put your hand on my heart
Flipmode number one on the charts
Solo or collective
My perspective the objective
Is to win
All praises due to my squad one in the same
Cherish every blessing I have to make y all witness my name
Burn another calorie
Come inside my galaxy
Put your money where your mouth is double your salary
Hey dude you know we stay rude high on a aquelude
Bust your shit bouncin in a Honda Prelude
Let s G off
Nigga ease off
I make you breeze off
Brickfull make you rip your jeans off

CHORUS

Tekst :

[Rampage]
Yeah, Lieutenant what!
Yeah, motherfucka
It s Flipmode
Yeah yeah, spliff, check it out, uh

[Rampage]
Ramp, I ve been ill since back in the days
Rockin shell-toed Addidas with rags for my waves
Flipmode be the unit now I m playin for the Braves
I m hardcore nigga that s straight from the gutter
I used to play scully plus, hot peas and butta
Now I m the nigga that s runnin in your baby motha
Burgundy Ac, you can call me Ramp Lova
And now I m toppin pokey with my Louisville slugger

[Baby Sham]
My Squad is sick niggas who pop shit get pistol whipped
Get your wig pushed back, I react and snap
Like Kodak, these cats get the picture
Put on level black suede Timbs and come and get ya
My target is your feature
we all sport hoods like grim reapers
We shine in the dark blink of an eye the last spark
Get closed up, first thug nigga hold up
21st side see me rounding it up

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

See when we come through we got nuf shit to flaunt
Got u feelin it and your cousin even your aunt
violate, we coming like ghost we gonna haunt
Hit you with the heat is that what you really want?
What you really want is that what you really want?
We hit you with the heat is that what you really want?
What you really want is that what you really want?
we hit you with the heat is that what you really want?

[Spliff Star]
Y all niggas wanna test my squad, I doubt it doubt it
All that murder talk, gun talk, you talk, I m bout it bout it
Nigga feel my vibe niggas see my vision
P-Y-P nigga play your position
I fuck up this game and make the ref blow the whistle
My squad be the official, clique in this rap shit
Diss me on the record and watch, you get your ass kicked
Catch me on Church Ave, flickin blunt ashes

[Rah Digga]
Crazy, thinkin I can t rock buttas
Wont take shit without no type floders
Hectic, Rah on the ill dialect shit
Deliveries harder then girls in obstectrics
Ready to stay on
Smoother then rayon
Takin out niggas and all they liaisons
Mu fuckas, black out season
Publishing resume steady increasing

Chorus

[Lord Have Mercy]
Shanghai, Shanghai
New sheriff in town
Rock America s crown and hang em high
Who bangin a fist full?
Brandishing pistols
Pearl handles with the, family initials
Uh-uh, 24 karat gold variuos slow
Uh-uh, planet gets cold, get damaged for dough
Uh-uh!, Savages off balance and blow traveling slow
Uh-uh!, in effect mode, y all niggas know it

[Busta Rhymes]
Sayonara, send my rivals, slam a guy,
Be damned if I
Had to tell one, tell a lie, get paralyzed
Stay payed, rock shit made in ultra suede
Switch blade yo wack act back to first grade
Even if y all never seen us you know y all need us
Suck my penis from here to muthafucking venus
Think back when you was amazed and had to sit back
Imagining me ending your world like Deep Impact
Blood clot, watch me come through and bust a gunshot
Yeah people, come inside of your dance and done that

Chorus 2x

[Busta Rhymes]
Fuckin y all up
Flipmode forever
Stays focused
Pay Attention
Pay Attention...*fades to phone interlude*

I awake to the drip-drop of icicles
Melting outside my window.
Everything was new.
I had noticed a bird and seen cherry blossom was falling like a fancy
All is happening to me these days?
I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.
I m in love with you;
It feels like springtime.

Emeraldine, apple seed, olive...

I was everything, and nothing
You were somebody, something
Please, underestimate me
I recognize your disease
You hold inside

Ingested you, digested you

I know, we can be each other s blessing
Good-bye, I m taking a lesson
Your cry, echoes pleasant
Your cry is like music.

Remember

Remember when you were young?
How the hero was never hung
Always got away
Remember how the man
Used to leave you empty handed?
Always, always let you down
If you ever change your mind
About leaving it all behind
Remember, remember, today
And don t feel sorry
The way...

Safe

Sweet thing
I know how strong that I appear
but you don t know the days
since someone loved me
I stopped bleading
you came
and led me through that door again
you say you wanna stay
but you don t know...

Hit my heart

Are you gonna hit my heart?
Are you gonna leave me once again?
Baby, don t you hit my heart..

Are you gonna break my heart?
Are you gonna make me cry again?
Baby, don t you break my heart..

Hey boy, it s not a game,
You...