Voltron Hahahaha, everything remains raw I make sure everything remains raw I make sure everything remains raw I make sure everything remains raw I make sure everything remains raw I make sure everything
uh Everything , everything , everything, everything , everything Everything , everything , everything , everything , everything Everything , everything , flipmode squad is everything , everything Everything
me fuck up your mind On time, showin, you the, rhythm as I get wreck and get raw Yeah I be the man, comin off, that be raw It's Busta Rhymes givin you
Let me fuck up your mind On time, showin, you the, rhythm as I get wreck and get raw Yeah I be the man, comin off, that be raw It's Busta Rhymes givin
the spot or we hit them know what I mean Got you open we keeping you niggas up like caffine Flying ghetto team Seeing everything on my little computer
nigga loose on the 3 That's me, the motherfuckin', T I got ride on my surfboard, rhyme hard But only buy the shit that I can't afford That's everything
Party! (Okay party people in the house) --> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick [ INTRO: Ice-T ] Yo yo, in the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate
city you at? In the grimiest condition, I breath in drama King Mathers and Cash me, thats freak karma I'm everything, anything, you could never be It's a hitting, rhyme
feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right There's nothing that I can do wrong I'm too strong and I'm just too hyped Just finished the rhyming bust
Kong, what ya dun know when I come through I'mma give it to ya, n-ggas gon hate it How it, evaporate everything around see the way I do, everything disintegrated
(featuring Busta Rhymes) Busta Rhymes and SWV Puff Daddy Remix One time, blowin' your mind (And you don't stop, remix) You're the one for me You can call
Keith Sweat, Busta Rhymes Ridin' with the Flipmode on fire now I love to stand up in corners With thugs, holdin' it down Or be in golf courses Sippin
L, so I don't drive Lex Game so bickery So full of trickery Nursery rhyming, hickory-dickory Blowing that sour, the hood call it pickle-ry Biggie, Puffy, Busta
from the gutter wit my brothers knowin these ghetto streets they dont love us duckin these undercovers these motha fuckers doin everything to try ta bust
Beware, you're now listening To the sounds of Mis-Demeanor Turn everything up, all the levels All the fuckin' levels Missy be the name Missy be the name
and I talk it with taste I am that raw, simply put and I rest my case It's elementary, yet far more than resources to pay the rent for me Everything