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Savage ya type like Chaka Zulo, papi chulo\nNot to be sulo, wilder than Kujo, you actin' fool yo\n\nCome on, swing 'em like a two way, back to school\nRulership shit, bring them the newest, Tony Touch 'em, I fuck 'em\nThis fool, who can fuck with his dude\nCheck what the butler, I cut his ass up, somethin' disgusting kid\n\nMy custom is, government cheese, chumpin' them steez\nWho's a monkey wrench, jumpin' machines get in between, so it seem\nIt'll only cause a moment of scream\nThe super seed what I be sayin' is like a king on his knees\n\nI never fall, 'cuz the ring on my paw plead forgiveness\nLoot for rightness, superstitious, bazooka hit his ass out\nBreak a suspicious, three sixes of cum\nAnti religious, kill 'em off on the first try\n\nFlipmode Squad, there is none higher\nYou bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\nWe won't stop rockin', until we retire\nLet's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n\nAiyo let's turn the heat up\n(And set it on fire)\nLet's bring the 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Savage ya type like Chaka Zulo, papi chulo\n[00:12.74] Not to be sulo, wilder than Kujo, you actin' fool yo\n[00:15.78] Come on, swing 'em like a two way, back to school\n[00:17.94] Rulership shit, bring them the newest, Tony Touch 'em, I fuck 'em\n[00:20.32] This fool, who can fuck with his dude\n[00:22.07] Check what the butler, I cut his ass up, somethin' disgusting kid\n[00:24.82] My custom is, government cheese, chumpin' them steez\n[00:27.02] Who's a monkey wrench, jumpin' machines get in between, so it seem\n[00:30.14] It'll only cause a moment of scream\n[00:31.86] The super seed what I be sayin' is like a king on his knees\n[00:34.37] I never fall, 'cuz the ring on my paw plead forgiveness\n[00:36.89] Loot for rightness, superstitious, bazooka hit his ass out\n[00:39.88] Break a suspicious, three sixes of cum\n[00:41.52] Anti religious, kill 'em off on the first try\n[00:44.02] Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n[00:46.68] You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n[00:49.08] We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n[00:51.50] Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n[00:54.00] Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n[00:55.36] (And set it on fire)\n[00:56.43] Let's bring the noise my nigga\n[00:57.76] (And set it on fire)\n[00:58.82] And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n[01:00.25] (And set it on fire)\n[01:01.25] Go get the gas and the matches\n[01:02.98] (And set it on fire)\n[01:03.77] Ya, niggas in the game, ya ain't go no press\n[01:06.16] Yo I go to Hillside and cop a V from Less\n[01:08.67] Me and Flip on the lot, in the green G.S.\n[01:11.16] Leathers is out, rims yo they be B.S.\n[01:13.32] TV's in the dash, watchin' C.B.S.\n[01:16.01] Later on watch the Knicks on T.B.S.\n[01:18.25] Rampage I'm the nigga, no second guess\n[01:20.84] Yo my beeper goes off, it's them shorties from out west\n[01:23.38] Call them back, hit them off on street jack\n[01:26.15] I let 'em know, how this real nigga polly that\n[01:28.69] I'm in my car yo, them honies in the Pontiac\n[01:31.02] How I dress, how I hustle, where the money at?\n[01:33.48] They love my rings, my watch, how I flooded that\n[01:35.93] Put that on my eggs and toast and just butter that\n[01:38.38] Flipmode, Tony Touch, son double that\n[01:40.85] Fuck around, shit gon' double plat'\n[01:43.23] Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n[01:45.67] You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n[01:47.87] We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n[01:50.35] Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n[01:52.86] Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n[01:54.16] (And set it on fire)\n[01:55.25] Let's bring the noise my nigga\n[01:56.66] (And set it on fire)\n[01:57.72] And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n[01:59.09] (And set it on fire)\n[02:00.13] Go get the gas and the matches\n[02:01.55] (And set it on fire)\n[02:02.74] Analyze the flavor, we 'bout to blaze ya, every move is major\n[02:05.68] Major paper, office space up in the skyscraper\n[02:07.83] Niggas on my crew dick, and need to get down\n[02:10.42] Frown, from when your crew was just a major let down\n[02:12.74] Official, sparkerly clear just like a glass crystal\n[02:15.50] Blast a pistol, that's when ya start to hear my missile whistle\n[02:17.88] Jesus, pledge of allegiance to the sole prestigious\n[02:20.37] With the antidote to make ya wanna bust ya heaters\n[02:22.72] Release this, I hope ya know that we about to freak this\n[02:25.23] Fuck discreteness, analyze every nigga weakness\n[02:27.72] Cut ya face up, then fuck the place up\n[02:29.72] Pass the L, without the coca lace up, let's pick the pace up\n[02:32.39] Stick the place up, then shake up, then click ya base up\n[02:34.81] Wrong move, we puncture everything from ya waist up\n[02:37.14] Blow the space up, while ya gaspin' off ransom\n[02:39.77] Then get the dough and put an expansion on my mansion\n[02:42.05] Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n[02:44.52] You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n[02:46.82] We won't stop 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ain't gonna paper\n[03:28.80] Black hoody tight wit a teeny bit of makeup\n[03:31.27] No need to brag, my legislate speak\n[03:33.58] Nine nine dig the time to shine like Memph Bleek\n[03:35.91] Crown and half sheet, my white label leak\n[03:38.47] Tellin' MC's to count eight weeks and say peace\n[03:40.80] Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n[03:43.35] You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n[03:45.94] We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n[03:48.15] Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n[03:50.77] Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n[03:52.07] (And set it on fire)\n[03:53.24] Let's bring the noise my nigga\n[03:54.57] (And set it on fire)\n[03:55.57] And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n[03:56.98] (And set it on fire)\n[03:57.83] Go get the gas and the matches\n[03:59.33] (And set it on fire)\n[04:00.48] Okay, you wanna make a million fuckin' dollars?\n[04:12.16] Okay, I tell Tony Touch to put out a fuckin' mixtape\n[04:14.92] A mill here, a mill there\n[04:16.57] In 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Savage ya type like Chaka Zulo, papi chulo\n  Not to be sulo, wilder than Kujo, you actin' fool yo\n\n  Come on, swing 'em like a two way, back to school\n  Rulership shit, bring them the newest, Tony Touch 'em, I fuck 'em\n  This fool, who can fuck with his dude\n  Check what the butler, I cut his ass up, somethin' disgusting kid\n\n  My custom is, government cheese, chumpin' them steez\n  Who's a monkey wrench, jumpin' machines get in between, so it seem\n  It'll only cause a moment of scream\n  The super seed what I be sayin' is like a king on his knees\n\n  I never fall, 'cuz the ring on my paw plead forgiveness\n  Loot for rightness, superstitious, bazooka hit his ass out\n  Break a suspicious, three sixes of cum\n  Anti religious, kill 'em off on the first try\n\n  Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n  You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n  We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n  Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n\n  Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n  (And 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dick, and need to get down\n[02:10.42] Frown, from when your crew was just a major let down\n[02:12.74] Official, sparkerly clear just like a glass crystal\n[02:15.50] Blast a pistol, that's when ya start to hear my missile whistle\n[02:17.88] Jesus, pledge of allegiance to the sole prestigious\n[02:20.37] With the antidote to make ya wanna bust ya heaters\n[02:22.72] Release this, I hope ya know that we about to freak this\n[02:25.23] Fuck discreteness, analyze every nigga weakness\n[02:27.72] Cut ya face up, then fuck the place up\n[02:29.72] Pass the L, without the coca lace up, let's pick the pace up\n[02:32.39] Stick the place up, then shake up, then click ya base up\n[02:34.81] Wrong move, we puncture everything from ya waist up\n[02:37.14] Blow the space up, while ya gaspin' off ransom\n[02:39.77] Then get the dough and put an expansion on my mansion\n[02:42.05] Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n[02:44.52] You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n[02:46.82] We won't stop 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ain't gonna paper\n[03:28.80] Black hoody tight wit a teeny bit of makeup\n[03:31.27] No need to brag, my legislate speak\n[03:33.58] Nine nine dig the time to shine like Memph Bleek\n[03:35.91] Crown and half sheet, my white label leak\n[03:38.47] Tellin' MC's to count eight weeks and say peace\n[03:40.80] Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n[03:43.35] You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n[03:45.94] We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n[03:48.15] Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n[03:50.77] Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n[03:52.07] (And set it on fire)\n[03:53.24] Let's bring the noise my nigga\n[03:54.57] (And set it on fire)\n[03:55.57] And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n[03:56.98] (And set it on fire)\n[03:57.83] Go get the gas and the matches\n[03:59.33] (And set it on fire)\n[04:00.48] Okay, you wanna make a million fuckin' dollars?\n[04:12.16] Okay, I tell Tony Touch to put out a fuckin' mixtape\n[04:14.92] A mill here, a mill there\n[04:16.57] In 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Savage ya type like Chaka Zulo, papi chulo\n  Not to be sulo, wilder than Kujo, you actin' fool yo\n\n  Come on, swing 'em like a two way, back to school\n  Rulership shit, bring them the newest, Tony Touch 'em, I fuck 'em\n  This fool, who can fuck with his dude\n  Check what the butler, I cut his ass up, somethin' disgusting kid\n\n  My custom is, government cheese, chumpin' them steez\n  Who's a monkey wrench, jumpin' machines get in between, so it seem\n  It'll only cause a moment of scream\n  The super seed what I be sayin' is like a king on his knees\n\n  I never fall, 'cuz the ring on my paw plead forgiveness\n  Loot for rightness, superstitious, bazooka hit his ass out\n  Break a suspicious, three sixes of cum\n  Anti religious, kill 'em off on the first try\n\n  Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n  You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n  We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n  Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n\n  Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n  (And 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niggas, should call Messiah\n  We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n  Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n\n  Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Let's bring the noise my nigga\n  (And set it on fire)\n  And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Go get the gas and the matches\n  (And set it on fire)\n\n  Analyze the flavor, we 'bout to blaze ya, every move is major\n  Major paper, office space up in the skyscraper\n  Niggas on my crew dick, and need to get down\n  Frown, from when your crew was just a major let down\n\n  Official, sparkerly clear just like a glass crystal\n  Blast a pistol, that's when ya start to hear my missile whistle\n  Jesus, pledge of allegiance to the sole prestigious\n  With the antidote to make ya wanna bust ya heaters\n\n  Release this, I hope ya know that we about to freak this\n  Fuck discreteness, analyze every nigga weakness\n  Cut ya face up, then fuck the place up\n  Pass the L, without the 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230770\n- text: Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n  start_ms: 230770\n  end_ms: 232070\n- text: (And set it on fire)\n  start_ms: 232070\n  end_ms: 233240\n- text: Let's bring the noise my nigga\n  start_ms: 233240\n  end_ms: 234570\n- text: (And set it on fire)\n  start_ms: 234570\n  end_ms: 235570\n- text: And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n  start_ms: 235570\n  end_ms: 236980\n- text: (And set it on fire)\n  start_ms: 236980\n  end_ms: 237830\n- text: Go get the gas and the matches\n  start_ms: 237830\n  end_ms: 239330\n- text: (And set it on fire)\n  start_ms: 239330\n  end_ms: 240480\n- text: Okay, you wanna make a million fuckin' dollars?\n  start_ms: 240480\n  end_ms: 252160\n- text: Okay, I tell Tony Touch to put out a fuckin' mixtape\n  start_ms: 252160\n  end_ms: 254920\n- text: A mill here, a mill there\n  start_ms: 254920\n  end_ms: 256570\n- text: In fuckin' 10 years, we fuckin' buy this whole fuckin' place, puto\n  start_ms: 256570\n  end_ms: 259130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 259130\nplain: |-\n  Rock Marcy, so stop spreddin' out malarchy\n  My rap anarchy, blaze more wigs than Barbara Sharpsee\n  I'm a freakers army? Savage ya type like Chaka Zulo, papi chulo\n  Not to be sulo, wilder than Kujo, you actin' fool yo\n\n  Come on, swing 'em like a two way, back to school\n  Rulership shit, bring them the newest, Tony Touch 'em, I fuck 'em\n  This fool, who can fuck with his dude\n  Check what the butler, I cut his ass up, somethin' disgusting kid\n\n  My custom is, government cheese, chumpin' them steez\n  Who's a monkey wrench, jumpin' machines get in between, so it seem\n  It'll only cause a moment of scream\n  The super seed what I be sayin' is like a king on his knees\n\n  I never fall, 'cuz the ring on my paw plead forgiveness\n  Loot for rightness, superstitious, bazooka hit his ass out\n  Break a suspicious, three sixes of cum\n  Anti religious, kill 'em off on the first try\n\n  Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n  You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n  We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n  Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n\n  Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Let's bring the noise my nigga\n  (And set it on fire)\n  And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Go get the gas and the matches\n  (And set it on fire)\n\n  Ya, niggas in the game, ya ain't go no press\n  Yo I go to Hillside and cop a V from Less\n  Me and Flip on the lot, in the green G.S.\n  Leathers is out, rims yo they be B.S.\n  TV's in the dash, watchin' C.B.S.\n  Later on watch the Knicks on T.B.S.\n\n  Rampage I'm the nigga, no second guess\n  Yo my beeper goes off, it's them shorties from out west\n  Call them back, hit them off on street jack\n  I let 'em know, how this real nigga polly that\n  I'm in my car yo, them honies in the Pontiac\n\n  How I dress, how I hustle, where the money at?\n  They love my rings, my watch, how I flooded that\n  Put that on my eggs and toast and just butter that\n  Flipmode, Tony Touch, son double that\n  Fuck around, shit gon' double plat'\n\n  Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n  You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n  We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n  Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n\n  Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Let's bring the noise my nigga\n  (And set it on fire)\n  And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Go get the gas and the matches\n  (And set it on fire)\n\n  Analyze the flavor, we 'bout to blaze ya, every move is major\n  Major paper, office space up in the skyscraper\n  Niggas on my crew dick, and need to get down\n  Frown, from when your crew was just a major let down\n\n  Official, sparkerly clear just like a glass crystal\n  Blast a pistol, that's when ya start to hear my missile whistle\n  Jesus, pledge of allegiance to the sole prestigious\n  With the antidote to make ya wanna bust ya heaters\n\n  Release this, I hope ya know that we about to freak this\n  Fuck discreteness, analyze every nigga weakness\n  Cut ya face up, then fuck the place up\n  Pass the L, without the coca lace up, let's pick the pace up\n\n  Stick the place up, then shake up, then click ya base up\n  Wrong move, we puncture everything from ya waist up\n  Blow the space up, while ya gaspin' off ransom\n  Then get the dough and put an expansion on my mansion\n\n  Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n  You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n  We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n  Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n\n  Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Let's bring the noise my nigga\n  (And set it on fire)\n  And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Go get the gas and the matches\n  (And set it on fire)\n\n  First and only female here to play my position\n  Make it hotter than the projects with no air conditioning\n  Honey petite, walk around with the screwface\n  Dip from the whip, on down to my shoelace\n\n  Can't see us, mommy sippin', San Greas\n  Shotgun style will open up ya pancreas\n  Puff remix, hittin' sponsor for free kicks\n  Bootleg ya shit with me spittin' on the remix\n\n  Type shit like doin' shows with a blind fold\n  Voicey Q. will blow a circuit out ya console\n  Fuckin' wit how I spit, ain't gonna paper\n  Black hoody tight wit a teeny bit of makeup\n\n  No need to brag, my legislate speak\n  Nine nine dig the time to shine like Memph Bleek\n  Crown and half sheet, my white label leak\n  Tellin' MC's to count eight weeks and say peace\n\n  Flipmode Squad, there is none higher\n  You bitch ass niggas, should call Messiah\n  We won't stop rockin', until we retire\n  Let's blow the spot and set the muthafucka on fire\n\n  Aiyo let's turn the heat up\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Let's bring the noise my nigga\n  (And set it on fire)\n  And what the fuck ya niggas wanna do\n  (And set it on fire)\n  Go get the gas and the matches\n  (And set it on fire)\n\n  Okay, you wanna make a million fuckin' dollars?\n  Okay, I tell Tony Touch to put out a fuckin' mixtape\n  A mill here, a mill there\n  In fuckin' 10 years, we fuckin' buy this whole fuckin' place, puto\n"}]