Yeah, what's up, Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in this bitch   A busa bus, yeah, Flip Mode meets da Def Squad together once again   2003 muthafuckas, yeah all runin' through you   Welcome home Keith Murray, ah thank you baby   Streets mission nigga, let's give it to 'em, check it, check it, yo      It's flip mode we be all over the place   Quick to lay niggaz down and lawnmower they face   Fuck your bitch before she go to her wedding   Fuck around and beat you're ass with two sticks   Just like the number eleven      And yo I fuck with your current and I fuck with your spouse   And fuck y'all niggaz up for talkin' shit in your own house   We see y'all niggaz bounce and say one   You even got no kind a line a credit in the hood that you from      I keep my doe stacked for them niggaz   Spot faggots everywhere like I keep a low jack on them niggaz   Pretty bitches sprinkle on they channel   After we fuck 'em all in the club frontin' like they pussy don't smell      Then they call me mister nice guy like Daved Chappelle   How we just be pounding the pussy and makin' it swell   Fuck that flip mode never fail how we successfully banish bitch   Niggaz till we see 'em in hell      Now, guess who's comin' through the streets   With heat and fire that make the people   Say that them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it      Now, guess who's comin' through the streets   With heat and fire that make the people   Say that them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it      Yo, it's Def Squad we be all over the place   Hog tie, split your back fold you in a suit case   Yeah it's the Mr. Keith Murray and Mr. Beef Curray   Don't worry come through and crush your bur berry hat like blueberry's      And all those waiting the waiting is over y'all   If I don't come wit some sick shit I ain't coming at all   But listen you my brother and I love but you pitiful   And getting in you're ass is so therapeutical      And just think these hoes be trying to prink   When they know they look just as stink as Hellery Swink   And cheating rappers make me madder than M&M   The night he saw Kim kissing that Arabian, I ain't go forth      Pistol whip you, catch a case, get probation violate   For smoking more trees than Dionne Warwick   The way I be shittin' on the mic I gotta laugh   And use a whole roll of tissue to wipe my stankin' ass      Now, guess who's comin' through the streets   With heat and fire that make the people   Say that them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it      Now, guess who's comin' through the streets   With heat and fire that make the people   Say that them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it      Ah yo, first of all my rap style is not compatible   When white boys come around they be like yo Kell your shit is radical   My hang 10 surfs up I left them clueless   Not that many MC's out there can do this      This the same old G Darrly mack da old E   And I don't need your back da Gat can hold me   Ain't state I ain't been without the mac 10   Kell Vics muthafuckin' yeah, I'm back again      Now every time I grab the microphone I set the shit on fire   'Cause yo I ain't no joke I'm sharp like barb wire   Machine gun Kelly so don't get jelly   'Cause bitch you, can put it in your mouth, like Akinyele      You he's fakin' da funk take these nigga home he drunk   Before he wined up in my trunk   I gotta left that will fracture your chest and crack ribs   L.O.D. motherfucker we gonna see you again      Now, guess who's comin' through the streets   With heat and fire that make the people   Say that them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it      Now, guess who's comin' through the streets   With heat and fire that make the people   Say that them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it      Now, guess who's comin' through the streets   With heat and fire that make the people   Say that them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it      Now, guess who's comin' through the streets   With heat and fire that make the people   Say that them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it on smash   You know them niggaz got it      Yeah, Def Squad, Flip mode, L.O.D., P.T.P   You know we got it on smash, street niggaz, got the streets on smash   All ya fake ass up there front, we'll come through   Y'all know what to do, don't worry, Murray vision ain't blurry, ay yo E