(Busta Rhymes)   Yes y'all, in the parTY   I be Busta Rhymes y'all   And my nigga Ramp, The Last Boy Scout   Showin you what we talkin bout, HAAAH!   Feel me out, listen to what I say   Listen to what I talk   Listen to how we walk   Hey, check it out, listen to what I do   Yo bust it out, yo, what, hey yo yo yo   And Busta Rhymes coming in live   Some of you niggaz had me knock shit down for nine-five   [I'm ready to set it nigga] Yeah yeah yeah   [Check it out check it out]      (Rampage)   I told you last year that I burned you in a flame   Now this year, I'm wreckin average niggaz in the game   A lotta niggaz got two albums I can't explain   How they maintain to keep the same migraines   I can't help it if my brain is supersonic   The way I play the game you think I'm smoked by the chronic   It's the Boy Scout, stand for LBS from East to West   I'm still gonna bring it to your chest   My throat'll recoil as I bounce the ball, I can never fall   Now I got you open like the mall   With Funkmaster Flex boom bangin in your projects   To my niggaz in the Lands, Beemers, to the Lex   Now Busta Rhymes, what you wanna do   Represent for the motherfuckin Flip Mode crew      (Busta Rhymes)   Aiyyo-y'awwwwl, one more time I come   Knucklehead flow that make you act real dumb   Yo, I burn your food like Florence   Run up in your crib like my name was search warrants   Shut your mouth nigga don't you complain   Fix you up, mix you cut like pro-caine   Ooooh, I be insane to your brain   Right on your subconcious I leave my shit stain   I be the mostest with rhyme overdoses   Hot stepping over shit like Ini Kamoze's   Sick lyrics like multiple sclerosis   Focus while I display flows ferocious   Weak niggaz just fall, keep tumbling   Distribute lyrics like I'm hand to hand herb hustling   Hardcore like Quick Draw McGraw   Fuck what you heard you ain't heard this before   Yo, everything remains raw   Outlaw nigga living right next door   When I step in the place I leave damages   Nuff bandages on pussy from miscarriages   Yo, watch me bring the newest recipe   Fuck you up quick and condemn you all with leprosy   Let me hit you with flows, that come various   Hahh, send you home and make you lie about your alias   Ha-ha, niggaz can't see my routine   When I round up my Flip Mode niggaz and get cream   Hey you, you know what the fuck I mean   Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Mean Joe Green   Now I'm making you feel the extreme   Till I black you out then turn on my real high beam      [Flex blends this into the beginning of Mobb Deep's "Give up the Goods"]