DJ Clue
Desert Strom

Yeah, Flipmode, Busta Rhymes, Rah Digga
The inauguration, new Busta Rhymes
Yea, yeah ha ha ha, feat Rah Digga
What, give it to me, all my *****z
Where you at now?, Is the DJ Clue

Check me, when we arrive in the spot
Who the ***k you think fazin'
We amazing and we blazin' *****
And while we blow **** every time
Fully equipped for the occasion
While we dazin' and we grazin' *****z

Make you leak and drip till your body shelves up ***gots
Just like a razor, say your grace and get the praisin' *****z
Flip mode be the ultimate unit, play your position
While he lace it, know your place, while we disgracein' *****z

I have a hard time with wack *****z talkin'
Die slow with all that weak ****, you speak ****, eat ****
'Cause when we march and high-step in the spot
*****z love it when we leak ****, the heat ****, street ****

And while we drop the most miraculous bombs
Y'all *****z ain't really dropin' nothin'
Rockin nothin', toppin' nothin'
Now to y'all funny *****z talkin' your talk
Y'all *****z ain't even really coppin' nothin'
Poppin' nothin', stoppin' nothin'

All my *****z that be ride in the trucks
Getting money say it, *****z, say it
All my *****z thata' rep for the street
Hold it down say it, *****z, what I'm sayin'

All my *****es thata' beef with they *****
And hold it down with em', say it, *****es, I'm sayin'
And to my *****es that be doin' it and get their own money
Just say it, say it, *****es, I'm sayin'

Say 1 for the dirty, 2 for hard core
3 for the trees stashed in my top drawer
I be comin' to ya' live, ***k up your whole circuit
Make rappers ask they self if this **** is even worth it

Don't really need to brag, 'cause these streets a tell
Stay tight, be polite, and she specks so well
Say ***k the world who ever ain't feelin' me
Campaignin' through the hood like my name was Hillary

The illest with form, I'm the illest on the norm
The illest on my barn be the illest on the song
Any type wanna yap or think they can rap
I'm a scream on mother***kas like my name was Big Cap

Timbaland, sweat pants, sacks of high dro
The dirtiest flow in magazines like whoa
Make it hot, flow it down like some hoers, you can lift this
And be careful what you write 'cause I might already flipped it

All my *****z that be ridin' on 20's
And gettin' money say it, *****z, say it
All my *****z thata' rep for the street
And hold it down say it, *****z, what, I'm sayin'

All my *****es thata' beef with they *****
And hold it down with em', say it, *****es, I'm sayin'
And to my *****es that be doin' it and get their own money
Just say it, say it, *****es, I'm sayin'

Now, now we don't give a ***k, we serious *****
We smokin' trees, stackin' G's, ***** please, ***** what now?
Music just for *****z backin' they jaws
Makin' you freeze, beta' eaze, get on your knees, ***** what now?

Digga, digga, digga, type of swing only rah could bring
I could face your crazy rhymin' and I do my thing
Trantin' *****z to threads, like white boys in kegs
Cuss words and verbs, going over *****z heads

Yo, no mercy and we taken no prisoners
Pull the trigger, now we bigger, me and digga in the spot now
Y'all motha***kas really think you can manage
What we deliver, 'cause we thicker and we sick of what the ***k now

Digga, digga, digga, ripped **** since the 80's
You taken me like if and 'mazin'
Lil' crazy, lil' lazy, sop it up like gravy
Couldn't write a wack rhyme if a motha***ka paid me

All my *****z that be ride in the trucks
Gettin' money say it, *****z, say it
All my *****z thata' rep for the street
Hold it down say it, *****z, what I'm sayin'

All my *****es thata' beef with they *****
And hold it down with 'em, say it, *****es, I'm sayin'
And to my *****es that be doin' it and get their own money
Just say it, say it, *****es, I'm sayin'

DJ Clue, Desert Storm
You know how we do things