Busta Rhymes
We Be All Over The Place
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, Clinton Sparks]
Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay n***as down lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven, yo
It's Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay n***as down and lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
(Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes, New Crack City)
Fuck around and beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven

[Verse 1: Labba, Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes]
Thеre’s a war goin’ on, there's a war goin' on
Thеre's a war war, war, war war goin' on (Clinton Sparks)
There's a war goin' on outside it ain’t safe
This box cutter music I jailhouse your face
No man is equal, it’s huntin’ season
It’s like coke and bakin’ soda I stretch on any corner
For the right cash n***a I kidnap your daughter
I got to order the mac will hit your door built more cautious
Your new one the boss
Ten fast n***a, I’m on your ass
Have some fuckin’ respec’, on the fall in thres
Like you a G or a vet, n***a kids get wet
Fuckin’ wit’ my set, fuckin’ wit’ my set
You will find yourself in some deep regrets
(New Crack City n***a)
Now that’s facts
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay n***as down lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven, yo
It's Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay n***as down and lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around and beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven

[Verse 2: Spliff Star]
They put me back on the motherfuckin’ map it’s Spliff Star
We let n***as eat now we back with the shit par
Bitches in the club, rubbin’ and touchin’ it
Your girlfriend cheatin’, your man be fuckin’ it
2006 oh shit it’s a new year
Double up the hustle watch the money come through here
It’s my turn to get at ua
These fuckin’ other rappers never lived anything they spit up in their [?]
Hittin’ with the force raps like to carry gats like they cock back
Let it go, that’s the n***a clap
Make ‘em lyin’, false advertisement
Soundin’ all hard on the records but get robbed for his diamonds
Me, I’m much different
I’m in the streets with real, got n***as ridin’ with gats for real
N***a front, get plunk, right where he stand
N***as bleed just like us, [?] fearin’ a man
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay n***as down lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven, yo
It's Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay n***as down and lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around and beat your ass with two sticks like the number eleven