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Against All Odds (feat. Flipmode Squad)

アーティスト:Busta Rhymes  アルバム:Extinction Level Event: The Final World Front  作曲:A. Jamal, L. Jones, R. Fisher, R. McNair, T. Smith, W. Lewis & W. Notise 

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Ayo, pause your pencils As hollow tips get in you Bots cutting to slice your face you Rhymes is natural Hold two lives and four wives Up in the crack capsule Flipmode cruddy styles has been past you Rush pass You couldn't touch cash If it was under your nose Like a mustache Nigga What ass Show your whole cheek Slugs with no heat Diamonds that don't break You thugs is so sweet I float so much I get seasick Flipmode is the Squad who I bees with Who I get plucks with And push German V's with Rampage I'm psychic I can see shit 'Til the next millennium You not gon be shit Scratch your name off the list Cut your wrist You know the issue I'm official When you die none of your niggas is really gon miss you Flipmode Squad, here to drop bombs Against all odds, still remain gods Grup your arm, we always come hard The world is ours, call a National Guard Here we go Any bitch that rhyme wanna flex she ass I'm stomping all things like I'm plexi-glass Niggas make way like when they hear sirens Treat you like parking too close to fire hydrants All up in the board Kicking back long islands Get your wig split first solid defiance Rah Earth and sun in this Imperial alliance You do the science I'm getting money shitting, turn intruders into vixens Fall off beeper uh-uh niggas stay getting Dirty nigga for life That's how Spliff's living


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