It Ain`t Safe No More

* send corrections to the typist<br><br>(Barking) Yea, turn me up some<br>Fuck goin on, Yo over there, what up brother<br>Yea, yea<br>Flipmode!<br>See we got a whole...<br>We got a gift wrapped package for you motherfuckers<br>Yea, yo, yo, yo, yea<br><br>(verse one)<br>Busta,I stay with in a nigga tracks so<br>Hotter than wax yo so tell me why you act so<br>Yo, I max cuz I make a nigga black till its time to relax yo<br>Untill you all collapse so, fuck it<br>Its hardly that the god is getting tired, you don`t wanna say that<br>Can catch a cardiac relax nigga<br>What, the god is back so you dont wanna in no matter how you react<br>Blows your black and blue your front and your back<br>Choose, whatever the round that you choose<br>wounds so herendous from projects you get to analyzing the bruise<br>Blows will never come in singular they coming in twos<br>My crew be starting the ruckus once I get them accused<br>Or blast from the triggers that will bust from all of my dudes<br>be the shit that make you niggas run up out of your shoes<br>We make you back down, havin the facts now<br>With all the noise you be making you can even see the shit on the news<br>Murder<br><br>(chorus)<br>So you don`t know nuthin about it (barking)<br>Turn me up some<br>Yo, the heat from of the street will burn you up some<br>Yo, the shit I`m sure to spit will hurt you up some<br>I`m sayin<br>But you don`t know nuthin about it (barking)<br>Turn me up some<br>Yo, I drink a fith of yack and hurl it up some<br>Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some<br>I`m sayin...<br><br>(verse two)<br>Now watch me get a nigga fast, like them bitches with no ass<br>You corny niggas no class<br>Yo, I flash on them then I go and smash<br>Couple holes and then splash on them, flicking a little ash on them<br>From the blunt we smokin keep it chick chokin<br>Got them open with flows I suppose and make them soakin their clothes<br>Keep the shit that make them sniffin, make them open their nose<br>got them fucked up stuck just like they striking a pose<br>Yo, we gaining weight nah its just my pockets are swole<br>From keeping niggers whilein while they drivin smacking the pole<br>I want to you see, prerhaps while I hold me a stack<br>hating niggas blab holding me back<br>Yo, you fool niggers plotting against the god<br>Must be holding a strap<br>Because how we coming through you know its a wrap<br>Moving a crew of gorrilla dudes you know when to clap<br>I blow some shit from of of the earth or the face of the map<br>Yo, so take that<br>Once we give it to you aint no faking or jack<br>It`s funny how you find your face in a trap<br>Little bitch nigga fronting like he ready to scrap<br>You better off acting pussy trying to give me your dat<br>Staying focusd overfiling a dream<br>The way we spark up this bitter fire the flame probably killing your team<br><br>Fuck it, so now we hover helicopters, turn this shit up<br>And you and your peoples aint hearing me proper<br>I`m sayin...<br><br><br>(chorus)<br>So you don`t know nuthin about it (barking)<br>Turn me up some<br>Yo, the heat from of the street will burn you up some<br>Yo, the shit I`m sure to spit will hurt you up some<br>I`m sayin<br>But you don`t know nuthin about it (barking)<br>Turn me up some<br>Yo, I drink a fith of yack and hurl it up some<br>Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some<br>I`m sayin (im sayin I`m sayin I`m sayin I`m sayin)