(feat. Rampage)

[Busta Rhymes]

Yeah.. Busta Rhymes now, Flipmode now, check it
See we in two-thousand-and-three already, catch up to us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, huh


Now mother$#&@in case closed
The %#@! blow your speaker, keep turnin your base low

Spaz out because I mother$#&@in say so
Before I blow this (*##$ like we down in Waco
Thick in @@#! diesel, that's the way we roll

Big truck %#@!, even my (*##$ whippin the Range Rov'
We 'bout to skyrocket and THE WAY WE GO
The way the (*##$es lookin love THE WAY WE BLOW

Check it, we light %#@! up like Broadway yo
The crack-head rappers better JUST SAY NO
Before I turn stupid and back the heat slow

Lay and wait for ^!$$%z in the back street yo
Weak flow, take your %#@! like I'm comin to Repo
Create a crowd scene and stack a bunch of people

We bustin through the doors, shootin through your peephole
The shoot that never miss is like shootin a free throw
All you ^!$$%z better go and..


[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Put they body on the stretcher, carry they $$# out

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people

I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they $$# out
Call the ambulance


[Rampage]
Catch sixteen to remove your organs
H-2-O ridin round in same orbits

Notorious from New York to New Orleans
House come with the lake swimmin with dolphins
Fifty keys with large proportions

Caught a few ^!$$%z on money extortions
^!$$%z snitch, F.B.I. is hawkin
Call Johnny Cochran, yo this ^!$$% is walkin

%#@!, we got to close down the club
Me and my cousin Bust, we like Crockett and Tubbs
Pushin Lambo's, big chains and dubs

Lead the Flipmode security with snubs
Uppin club levels, hundred G's and up
And if them ducks rollin Bust I'm beatin it up

The streets ain't safe, yo we heatin it up
The party's on smash, now we tweakin it up
The (*##$es want this dick so they eatin it up


[Busta] Now all you (*##$es better go and..


[Chorus]

[Rampage]

Flipmode, we in heavy conjunction
We shut it down in every function
Beat you in yo' head until your brain malfunction

Yo Bust, call the label, tell 'em we in production
Pinky ring status so it's no discussion
Stop talkin %#@!, ^!$$%z dodgin and duckin

I'm cream cheese with the english muffin
I still got respect in the Flatbush junction, HEY


[Busta Rhymes]
Huh, it's like we shakin down a dude
We like a pack of dogs that come to take a ^!$$% food

My ^!$$%z flip quicker than a !#@*IN interlude
I beat ^!$$%z head and blood drippin through a tube
Peep (*##$, I'm only here to change the $#&@in mood

And freeze you ^!$$%z money like a ^!$$% gettin sued
And leave you in the church watchin your body gettin viewed
Don't get it $#&@ed up or even misconstrued
All you ^!$$%z better go and..


[Chorus]