Busta Rhymes Intro Theres Only One Year Left ! ! ! lyrics

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Copy to Clipboard: Yeah, as a shortyplayin' in front of the cribFell down and I bumped my headSomebody help me upAnd asked me if I bump my head, I said, "yeah"So then they saidOh, so that means you're gonna, you're gonnaSwitch it on them, I said, "yeah"Flipmode, flipmode is the greatestYou know, and as a shorty I was always toldThat if I ain't gonna be part of the greatestI've gotta be the greatest myselfCome on, come on, yeah, come on
Yeah, baby (what) what a surpriseGive you something, make a sucka go for your eyesAll people gettin' money capitaliseDie, little small guy, we on the riseEverything a brother touch platinumiseFully equip', you know we comin' with all the suppliesGot a big gun and I'm gonna show you the sizeIf you mess with any of them flipmode family tiesMe and my people be comin' through, stakin' you outKillin' off any and everything you talkin' aboutSee you in the club and I'll be walking you outShould have thought twice before you went and opened your mouthYo! Anyway, we stay, keepin' it movin'Messin' with the wrong brother, I hope you know what you're doingNow blame me, all the same ruckus is lameIt's not a game, my name still be print on your brain
(chorus)You people had enough, gimme some moreYou people went a wild hit, gimme some moreYo, Spliff, where's the G's at? Gimme some moreYou know we always need that, gimme some moreEven though we gettin' money, you could gimme some moreWith the cars and the big crib, gimme some moreEverybody spread love, gimme some moreIf you want it, let me hear you say, "Gimme some more"
Splash with a rash, gimme my cash, flickin' my ashRunning with my money, so I go out with a blastDo what you want, don't be cuttin' the cornerYou messin' up the order, so I had to beat the reporterYo! He tell the news,how you switch to a messLittle fake funny style, chill with a snitchSo now I pass you straight, I got nothing to ask youMake a little room for me and my people to pass throughCatier, Sidney Poitier, hurrayWith all my brothers around the wayWhen I come through you, people know I do my thingBring more to generate money, ch-chingArrest you, lyrically flow and caress youBless you, then a brother come to your rescueWhy you assume I did not blossom and bloomI'm comin' soon, hit you with a boom, gimme some more
(repeat chorus)
Yo! Live brothers know what I meanI represent while we gettin money and I reign supremeHope y'all sucka's know we comin' through full steamCan't see me, better turn on your high beamAll my people wildin' while I ring sirensFlipmode be the people from my teamNever should you ever try to mess with my creamOD when me get all up in your bloodstreamEverytime we be rippin' and blowin' it downBlowin' you off messin' with the hottest brothers in townRuckus when me and my family run through your townHoldin' it down, kickin' it while you be giving my crownHey, all my people need to come and surroundA brother be hittin' so much, it'll make you fall on the groundSure to make you shock, that's what it be all aboutTurnin' you out, makin' all of you people fall out
(repeat chorus)

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