Busta Rhymes - We Could Take It Outside Lyrics
Verse 1:I'm a natural born killa that's born to riseFlipmode is the squad so it's no surpriseNiggas want to advertise about how we get downYou ***** around leave your body in the lost and foundHow you like me now?We got the industry on lockThe world is on shockI'm a take a piece of the rockYo, you feel it in the heart when we took you to the parkMidnight after dark, I'm the raider of the lost ark (ark echo's)Now na na na na na na, nana nahSuper size, super size, right before your eyesI bring in treats like giant sweet potato piesWise, sword shift and I spit on fliesKilling all the tips from studio spiesHead to bed, beddie bye, beddie byeDon't ask why, we'll take your ass to paradiseFlipmode's the squad don't rest, don't tryPeace to my people in the friendly skyPeace to my outer space tiesI'm in leather like the ladiesBigger than crack in the 80's (80's echo's)Drive the buggy I MercedesBlow up like C-4Got so much to live forCan't play the game no morePick up the cain no moreBrothers ain't the same no moreTry to sweat me, what am I aiming forGet yourself caught upFaggot ass tore upIn the worst way, the only way you can stop meis ***** your glock and shot meDrop me, pop me, make sure you that you got meCause anytime I live I'm comin back to find you poppyChorus:What y'all niggas wanna do?Yo we can take it outsideYa'll niggas want something?Yo we can take it outsideWhat y'all niggas wanna do?Yo we can take it outsideYa'll niggas want something?Yo we can take it outsideVerse 2:Push up in the hot rod, alley cats a rah rahAll my flipmode in the backseats with chrome nodsHear to bust mineNigga frat child let his brain fryPretty boy sliced up philly contact from his red eyeYou failed to realize when you macks me you drop the plasticRun up in your crib, now you heat me from the mattressMy crew expanded, QB is where we landedYellow strip you crossed itNow I'm forcing you to drink this champotionShow me were loadedThe desert eagle hear it *****in'Lovin my doggieWhile we shinin' continue flossinSteppin on toes I crush the whole shoePronto like Cru till I'm Triumphant like WuThe shit you talkin crazy like niggas turnin in their hand gunsI be burnin mc's like betty grandsonSmokin grey poupon boyTwo lines, I chew rhymes and make niggas fall like they was futonsAll day outsiders, this squad be flipmodeWe get a dick rode a whole shitloadChorusVerse Three:We the official g-u-rilla to lead militiasStack peelin, americanaSpit sentences like one of missy wanna'sReminisce the promiseBring drama like NicaraguaFatigues march, army leaders, they count crooked drug dollarsAnd sip fresh squeezed milk from the titties of llamasLeave cities in carnagePrettiest farmers that pour whisky at harvest and hold 16 guananasMaintain, maintain, maintainI pray like Gussalini Zion fistsTry on this, you can't see me like vagina lipsSmugglin diamond chips, bubblin anonymousThe dominant will resource and count script crews and world wars(world wars echo's)Yo, you better practice what you preach, I got 7 MC'sAnd 10 g's, I'll show eachNever interfere and shit, souvenirs for your ears and shitClear poetry like William Shakespeare and shitWord is bond checkin me outHey what you talkin aboutYou lost and walkin aboutNiggas got beef they want to say and start talkin it outHey, oh my god, y'all nigga be buggin me outWish they could lay me down and have the police start chalkin me outNow I zoom in on you and my niggas start stalkin you outChuck down that bullshit that you be callin aboutThis one's for my people and my niggas up NorthThe ruler shit dynasty but Flipmode finally come fourthExports and imports hittin you with flavors of all sortsMy squad comin through, chop off your earChorus 2x
