Don't Get Carried Away

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]

Doctor, yeah

I think we got some shit for 'em (Flipmode!)

Yeah, I'ma rub these sticks together

Check it, and start a bonfire

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

And if you don't see it, y'all niggas can't fuck with our

Flipmode movement - bounce in your truck to us

Y'all get stupid - don't try to fuck with us

Because you will get carried away, yeah, you'll get carried away

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]

Now, I'm subtle, once I pick up my metal

Put my foot on the pedal, ridin' through every ghetto

Analyze the shit I'm seein' when I sip Amaretto

A lot of bitches on the strip, struttin' in their stilettos

Then they wave and say hello, when my Lambo' is yellow

Everything, they got a jingle when they walk like a Jell-O

See the niggas on the corner and I never forget it

And I never regret it because I see how you get it

Now because of you niggas, I'm a hustler nigga

'Gnac guzzler nigga, rip your jugular, nigga

In the night, I become the type to love when it's dark

'Cause when I pull up and park, is when I'm makin' my mark

See, the facts that I'm tryin' to strive and capitalize in

Start to max-a-mimize and b-build a ent-ter-prise

And wh-while I'm stockin' this bread, keep ah-stockin' the lead

And leave a permanent dot on the top of your head

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

And if you don't see it, y'all niggas can't fuck with our

Flipmode Movement - bounce in your truck to us

Y'all get stupid - don't try to fuck with us

Because you will get carried away, yeah, you'll get carried away

[Verse 2: Nas]

Ill Will, Flipmode!

I'm the Enigma, there is none harder, smarter

Martyr, Godfather, my entrance, your departure

Pardon Dre, this beat is a monster, catchy

Like sleepin' under open windows that's drafty

Then wakin' up, my throat scratchy, that's how I spit it Nasty

They short, a few inches North of a dwarf

My flow's Murciélago, ghostin' them narcos

Toastin' the ways of the original Pablo's

Still a pyramid architect, mix liquors like a chemist

Killer lyricist, poetical tyrant

Sneaker store terrorist, Mt. Everest, I climbed it

Heat is drawn, no creepin' on me whenever I'm bent

My Mind Spray, my nine spray

And freak styles like 3000 André

To keep pilin', keep pushin' them drops

Nas, runnin' with hot Busta Bust, we don't stop

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

And if you don't see it, y'all niggas can't fuck with our

Flipmode Movement - bounce in your truck to us

Y'all get stupid - don't try to fuck with us

Because you will get carried away, yeah, you'll get carried away

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]

Now I'm hot, and we runnin' the block

Watch me run in your spot, fiends comin' in flocks

Add a little cut to the coke when I'm cookin' the pot

(Drugs, bitch) I got what you want, come and get what I got

Now, I almost forgot, I come to close up your shop

I love to fold up a knot, love totin' the Glock

Helps me feel safer when niggas try to scheme on my plot

Try to steal paper from me, you gotta deal with a lot

See, I will leave you to rot, only defendin' my stock

Niggas know they pussy and struggle to pretend that they not

Lose your life in the drop, while I harvest the crop

My hot shit; bust a cannon, have you run in your socks

See, we live on the edge, bang shit with a sledgehammer

Split up your head, kill a snitch for the feds

Let's go, for the streets, I'm always spittin' a gospel

Get Nas, holdin' a barrel size of elephant nostril

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

And if you don't see it, y'all niggas can't fuck with our

Flipmode Movement - bounce in your truck to us

Y'all get stupid - don't try to fuck with us

Because you will get carried away, yeah, you'll get carried away