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The Surgeon General... of the Flipmode Squad... |
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has determined... that the sounds you about to hear... |
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can be devestatin... to your ear.. to your mind... |
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to your body... to your soul! |
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(Chorus: Flipmode + Meka) |
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You better, pack up your bags, better get out of town |
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Cause when the God come you know he gon' be puttin it down |
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Everything we do be blowin, better get on the ground |
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It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga) |
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He keeps it wicked by creatin the sound |
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That make the people wanna spaz 'til they give him the crown |
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**** around you'll turn up missin just to never be found |
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It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga) |
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(Verse One) |
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Bodies'll turn up missin, I promise you need to listen |
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Abolish the need for bitchin, I polish and shine and glisten |
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Demolishin while I'm whistlin, astonished while you're witnessed |
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Hardest to smash another artist son, regardless if it is |
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a nigga who think he the greatest son I'll lock him in the fridge |
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And hang him from both of his ankles when we drop him from the bridge |
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Blockin your paper really stoppin that dude from gettin his |
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Poppin the safe and splurgin, havin the crew up in the crib |
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Block 'til these niggas havin 'em rockin gargle with a bib |
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Shittin' and... spittin and vomitin all in the crib |
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Fallin into shock from the bullets we shot up in they ribs |
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Hot up the block and blew up the spot and got up out the mix |
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Tried it a couple stops and spotted the Squad up in they whips |
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Plotted and then I signed on the dotted line and made a wish |
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Return us even the hardest makin you garbage niggas sit |
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The smartest now you a target only the heartless niggas win |
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Chorus: Flipmode + Meka |
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You better, pack up your bags, better get out of town |
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Cause when the God come you know he gon' be puttin it down |
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Everything we do be blowin, better get on the ground |
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It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga) |
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He keeps it wicked by creatin the sound |
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That make the people wanna spaz 'til they give him the crown |
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**** around you'll turn up missin just to never be found |
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It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga) |
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(Verse 2:) |
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You can't believe can you, I'm callin my dog Nathaniel |
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And ballin with all my mans you'll be blowin and all will hand you |
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Accordingly or disorderly bullets are sure to bang you |
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considerably my 9 milli hit you at any angle |
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Shootin, shootin, shootin, high, low, verticle or horizontal |
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And if you were makin plans I do think you gon' have to cancel |
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Sorry I had to ask you, save it I have to blast you |
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Takin a chance to laugh from you makin the masses gas you |
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So now you thinkin that you tough and that we can't get at you |
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Change up your mind and leave you stiffer than a massive statue |
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Tired of talkin need to use all your precautionary measures |
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Washin off the blood haulin the water force of steady weather |
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You can handle it or you can't, it be only gettin better |
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Like a candle, we burn your chandles and make you feel the pressure |
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Cockin it back, articulatin the flow just like a lecture |
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Break it down and rebuildin the flow, now peep the architecture |
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(Chorus: Flipmode + Meka) |
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You better, pack up your bags, better get out of town |
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Cause when the God come you know he gon' be puttin it down |
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Everything we do be blowin, better get on the ground |
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It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga) |
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He keeps it wicked by creatin the sound |
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That make the people wanna spaz 'til they give him the crown |
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**** around you'll turn up missin just to never be found |
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It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (nigga) |
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It ain't safe... in the current state.. of our democracy |
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Terrorism... mutha****ers bombin New York.. shit is crazy |
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It ain't safe no more! |
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All these rappin niggas goin at other rappin niggas heads |
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Shit is crazy! But most importantly.. |
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The most unsafe thing... is that... niggas ain't seein, the God comin |
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Watch where you walk! |