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
  
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  [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
  
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