The Coming

Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Busta Rhymes

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[Verse 2: Redman]

Who the fuck I be? I! You cannot^✦ see I!

Flabbergasted, blastin'^✦ my Magnum^✦ P.I.

Oops, I lie, I got a cannon^✦ 'bout the size of Grand Canyon^✦

I'm prime time, givin'^✦ MC's Knots Landing

Duck (Ha!), heavens to fuckin'^✦ Murgatroyd

I drop noise that employs the unbelievable recline^✦

Like recedin' hairline^✦ (Ha), crime speaks fine (Ah)

With a nine, pull line, blind keep mines^✦ up my sleeve until^✦

You start to quiver^✦ (Ha!), metabolism splits rivers^✦

I rock so many^✦ broads, I leave your entourage^✦ tender^✦

Like bartenders mix liquor^✦ (Ha), I serve you over^✦ the rocks

Feed you to my block, now time to click triggers (Chck-chck!)

Manslaughter in alphabetical^✦ order^✦ for four quarters

Raw water^✦ turn sons to granddaughters

Ahahahaha!^✦ I bring trouble where you sleep

So I double dare to bust you in your bubble Bear coat

Antidotes cause gunsmoke in Tokyo^✦ (Ha)

MCs dosey^✦ doe your mics up in this rodeo^✦ (Ha)

My style roast 'em up by the thousands, millions!^✦ Quadrillions!^✦ (Huh)

Shuttin' down national^✦ state buildings!

With high ceilings, Funk Doctor^✦ Spot, freeze

Creepin' on MCs like Vietnamese in Army^✦ fatigues!

Def Squad representer (Ha)

Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you enter^✦

[Verse 3: Keith Murray | Redman]

Ayo, once a crack head, always^✦ a tack head!

You have no craftibility,^✦ all that shit you talk is dead!

As sex, drugs, and violence balance^✦ the scales^✦ of reality^✦ (Ha!)

Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray!^✦ (Yeah)

I'm nicety^✦ and sheisty, I get that ass iced^✦ deliciously (Huh)

Niggas^✦ ain't shit to me! (Word up)

You stupid^✦ niggas^✦ always^✦ got somethin' smart to say (What?)

And probably can't even^✦ spell T-W-A!

My crew is like police^✦ – pull up and park anywhere! (Yeah, yeah, errrr!)

Jump out and get it on, right then and there (Wassup?^✦ Wassup?)^✦

Niggas^✦ is pussy,^✦ and ways and actions^✦ show it (Ha!)

Plus y'all niggas^✦ dead and don't even^✦ know it

And Def Squad, L.O.D. for life (Word up! I'll fuck your life)

Act trife, I'll let my dog cold fuck your wife, fuck your life

[Interlude]

Ayo, you just heard the sounds of Mally^✦ G

Redman,^✦ Keith Murray^✦

Bringin' the ruckus,^✦ the Def Squad

Next up is the Flipmode^✦ Squad

This is Howard^✦ Cossell

First up to the ring Rampage^✦ the Last Boy Scout

Lord Have Mercy^✦ for, and the Infermous^✦

Busta^✦ Rhymes^✦

[Verse 4: Rampage]

Two one-two,^✦ I'm livin'^✦ life as a rugged^✦ MC

When I step up in your jam (Uh), yo, I'm V.I.P

Niggas^✦ and bitches be eyein' me (Woo), I'm spontaneous^✦

I'm wreckin' brothers^✦ out the frame, because I'm dangerous^✦ (Uhh)

I'm well known like Keith Murray^✦ and my boy Reggie Noble

Chickenheads^✦ get gassed,^✦ so they call me on my mobile^✦ (*beeping*)

I'm great distance^✦ like AT&T (T)

I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee (Yeah)

Yo, I fades^✦ them all like my man Mally^✦ G

Whip a nigga^✦ ass for free (Yeah) and makin'^✦ sure he see visions^✦ of me (Uh, uh!)

Rampage,^✦ the talk of the town (Uh!)

The stalker of New York that fucks up the underground^✦ (No doubt)

I'm comin'^✦ thorough^✦ like a pack of Life Savers^✦ (Uh)

Ask Marley^✦ Marl who's the real Future^✦ Flavors

My technique I freak (Uh) seven^✦ days a week

I'm undefeated (Yeah), you can see my Quantum Leap (Uh)

I'm hittin'^✦ brothers^✦ where it hurt, lyrical^✦ expert

Those who got no publishin', they need to get jerked^✦ (No doubt)

A hundred percent, I gets down what I invent^✦ (Tell 'em, nigga)^✦

Rap artists be dyin' to a certain extent^✦ (Woo)

Sometimes they use the underground^✦ to make a comeback

That shit is wack (Wack), fade away^✦ and never^✦ come back!

[Verse 5: Lord Have Mercy]

For now and forever, it's thy evil^✦ that men do

Mental,^✦ my inner^✦ center^✦ winter^✦

Frosted froze crews inventor,^✦ inventor!^✦

Invader! Evacuate,^✦ I collapse your major^✦

Straights and loose minds (Ohh), you splits two times^✦

For intruders, for these losers,^✦ my maneuvers

Drop like Lugers,^✦ illegal, maybe Lethal,^✦ like Gibson's

Splittin blessings with three Weapons

Lay in the cut like C-Sections,^✦ infestin' the nine-six

For you mindless niggas,^✦ I smack spineless

Or lay back like recliners,^✦ as inject jewels

As flesh, moves,^✦ when in vaginas, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Corrupt your minors like New York City's^✦ finest!

Lineups, on LSD fine dust, in your sinus!^✦

Crush like chinas,^✦ opium^✦ MC grinders

My dust, these rhymers I hijack^✦ like airliners!^✦ (Uh!)

The infiltrator,^✦ creator^✦ (Yeah!), I'm sinful

Papers^✦ stay viscous^✦ like religious^✦ cults

Leaders that drop scriptures and rock clips or assault heaters

My Flipmode^✦ niggas!^✦ We're like Afghanistan guerillas

[Verse 6: Busta Rhymes]

If you want more information^✦ – look, listen,^✦ and read

While I sit back and I roll another^✦ fat bag of weed

We about^✦ to take control^✦ of your set like Cruise Control^✦ speed

Satisfy my lyrical^✦ semen^✦ (Ha), plants my Johnny^✦ Apple-seed, now

Mental^✦ slave, grip on your brain like white people (Ha)

My music^✦ will dominate^✦ the population^✦ like Black people!

Utilize^✦ my efforts to exercise my every^✦ thoughts

I capitalize^✦ on my many^✦ and various^✦ styles^✦ of all sorts (Sorts, sorts, sorts, sorts, sorts)

Hold down the forts, smokin'^✦ (Ha), drinkin' mad quarts (Quarts)

For sports (Ha), talk to chickenheads^✦ in botty^✦ lik shorts (Wooo)

Let's get the cream, so that we can move up in this fortress (Haa)

Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic^✦ portraits

Here we go again,^✦ another^✦ phenomenon when I get on (Ha)

Busta^✦ Rhymes^✦ and my nigga^✦ named^✦ Stretch Armstrong^✦ (Stretch Armstrong)^✦

We represent the ultimate^✦ unit^✦ for the nine seasons^✦

Flipmode^✦ Squad (Ha) will bust your shit for even^✦ the wrong reasons^✦ (Word is bond)

Chaotic samplem make a nigga^✦ wanna^✦ get down (Ha)

'Til we come through like the ATF and shut your shit down (Ha)

Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms is how we movin'^✦

Raw rapid^✦ fire flows, while the music^✦ keeps you niggas^✦ groovin'^✦ (Hoo!)

I don't know who the fuck you really^✦ think you foolin'^✦

You're so far from up to par and your shit needs improvin'^✦

From your conversation,^✦ the way you come across^✦ your shit is off

Malfunctionin', my nigga,^✦ you about^✦ to feel the real force (Ha)

Lay you on your face, while I beat you in your head with the holy^✦ cross

Exotic^✦ niggas^✦ blastin'^✦ off to the Land of the Lost

If you can't see this, I recommend some school (Ooh, hoo, ha) for the blind by Helen^✦ Keller^✦ (Keller,^✦ ha)

Big ups to Lord Have Mercy,^✦ Rampage,^✦ and the Cella^✦ Dwellas^✦

Redman^✦ and the Rockafellas^✦ (Woo!)

Big ups to Mally^✦ G, Keith Murray,^✦ sunny^✦ days and bad weathers (Hahaha)^✦

But still, we travel^✦ the world like National^✦ Lampoon

It's Busta^✦ Rhymes^✦ for the whole entire^✦ '96, so stay tuned!^✦

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]

Hahahahahahahaha!^✦

Flipmode^✦ completely gettin'^✦ inside^✦ o' niggas^✦

Def Squad, respek'!^✦

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