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Busta Rhymes

Get What I'm Saying

 

Get What I'm Saying

(album: New Crack City - 2006)


Richmond, Virginia
Boston
New York City
Clinton Sparks

Don't get it fucked up pussy, you know how to act
And I'm single-handedly carrying New York on my back
Now listen up close I continue to boast on these niggas
I continue to flow while concealing a toast on these niggas
And keep a smile up on my face, 'cause I don't mean you no harm
Focus on my bread hugging something as long as my arm
Like a AK or a AR I rip off your limbs
As a last resort 'cause I'm tryna let money live
Shit's so hot up in the street now it's nicknamed "pressure cooker"
Should've stayed banging in your trunk, 'til you put a tear in your woofer
Pop the top push your automatic drop and then
Cop another strip you could probably hustle that now I'm watching you flop
While I focus my aim on you niggas stop watching the dot
Stop acting like you got some kinda strength you know that you ain't got
Ain't it beautiful? The way you see me killing the street
I'm so on fire that I can't describe the level of my heat

You better get what I'm saying
Get what I'm saying
Flipmode we ain't playing (Shouts out Seattle)
Flipmode we ain't playing (Pittsburgh)
Get what I'm saying (Montreal)
Get what I'm saying
Flipmode we ain't playing (Australia)
(Belgium)
(Yes we back and we hot)

Young, black, fat
Puffy ass nigga
Crime meet king and I came to do some killings
I gotta get millions
Better yet billions
My shoes big enough to fit King Kong in 'em
I got shottas, what's up poppa?
You don't like me? Well that's cool
In fact, off the fucking head shit, really don't excite me
Welcome to fire town, USA
I came to cause a motherfucking pound, clown
With' my left hand, 'cause I am the mans
When you come around here, don't get lost around here
'Cause you gonna meet the doc, that will take away your friends 'cause
Flipmode nigga we winning by landslides

Get what I am saying
Get what I am saying
Flipmode we ain't playing
Flipmode we ain't playing
Get what I am saying
Flipmode we ain't playing

You not ready bwoi
Shots will cripple ya from the semi then get and have your belly leaking all on your street
'Cause he's a batty bwoi
I know your status you faggot step and pop nothing or hurt nothing on these streets
I hope you get what I am saying
None to niggas you steady coming full steam
I got to run and making my money money
Them niggas stay bumming
I stay doing higher things, flying in private planes
Around the world know my name
I got a lotta fame
I got a lotta things
I got [?] a nigga get a lotta fucking brains
I conserve what I got
Flipmode we back and we hot
You motherfuckers play position don't get shot on the spot
You finna

Get what I am saying
Get what I am saying
Flipmode we ain't playing
Flipmode we ain't playing
Get what I am saying (Shouts out Violator)
Get what I am saying
Flipmode we ain't playing (Interscope Records)
Flipmode we ain't playing

done

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