[Intro: Spliff Star, Rah Digga & Both]
Yeeeaaaaaahh!
(Where you think you goin'?) Hah, yeah
(Where you think you goin'?)
Ladies and gentlemen, it's the unit for the 9-8
(Where you think you goin'?)
Flipmode Squad baby, that's right (Where you think you goin'?)
All you sucker MC's, duckin' and hidin' stuff
(Where y'all n***as goin'?)
Come back here, where you think you goin', n***a?Come back here (Where you think you goin'?)
Y'all n***as ain't sayin' Jack, Shit!
Break you off
[Verse 1: Baby Sham]
Ayo, speak the truth (Uh), too short to let it hurt
Some talk dirt, and be the first slayin' in hertz (What?)
Freestylin' off the hum of the birds (Yeah)
Fall back when I (Uh) shine on my shine, two shows follow behind (Uh)
In some fucked up vehicle (What?), switchin' my lines (Uh)
Hotel ask a n***a, "could I share my dimes?" (Get the fuck outta here)
Picture that (Haha), when you scared to draw toast (What?), playin' me close
Rollin' with these dogs (What?) wearin' yesterday clothes (Say what?)
Left a foul sin into my squad without permission
I started dissin' (Uh, what?), hopin' you listen, pay attention (Get it?)
Fatherless-ly, the shadow (Uh) leads you back to the hood (What?)
You wanna switch up 'cause some n***as stuck you up (Huh? what?)
Or is it the fact you thought you was rollin' with us (Uh)
Left you on tracks, like two trains crashin' it up, uh
[Verse 2: Spliff Starr]
Ayo, Spliff Starr drama, bullpen persona (Eh-heh)
Type of n***a that would sell crack to your mama
Take the cash (What?) you gave me and buy marijuana
Check me boy and some turbo ‘pon de corner (Ayy, boy)
Back in the days I bubble drugs like a sauna (So what)
Make a pussy boy kill hisself like Nirvana (Uh-huh)
Get down like goose feathers, cold weather rock the bamma (Uhhh)
Lie in front of the jury, D.A., and Your Honour (Huuh)
I represent street n***as, carry heat n***as (What?)
Play for keeps n***as, ain't nothin' 'bout me sweet, n***as
I stay token (Yeah), gun butt your skull open
If you fuck wit' my squad, n***a, where you think you goin'? (Ayy, boy)
[Chorus: Spliff Star]
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you doin', n***a?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you movin' for?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you doin', n***a?
Where you think you goin'?
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
You think that you can run (Hah)
You think that you can hide (Hah)
You best believe we still comin', I think you better slide (Hah)
While you stay bitchin' (Huh), another n***a missin' (Huh!)
Bodies snatch you up, behold, the cream has risen (Hah)
Caught in hell's kitchen (Hah), my trigger finger itchin' (Hoo)
Nervous system fucked up, that's why my nerves twitchin' (Hah)
Enslave your mentality (Hah), n***a brain fried (Hoo)
We after you, runnin', searchin' for a free ride (Hah)
Where you think you goin' son?
We gon' catch you soon (Huh)
We here to take over this shit, corporate tycoons ('Coons) (Hah)
Blossom and bloom (Hah), capture every n***a throw 'em in a little dark room (Hahahaha)
[Verse 4: Rah Digga]
Uh (Uh)
You Little League boy, I know your breed (Yeah)
You sell bullshit weed and rock beat-up fatigues (Like)
Swearin' you the bomb, when you know you whack (Uh)
In a studio studyin' off a reference track, boy!
Rah get busy, my shit be way slaver (Yeah)
Cut a rapper Ernest like they went slave labour
One verse, be like a bitch tap oil
Loyal to my n***as, enemies, I fuck around, and write a rap for you (Hah)
Spot stay blowin', glowin' to the top
Where you think you goin'?
Pocket stay growin', smooth like the lowin'
Rap chick holdin', where you think you goin'?
[Chorus: Spliff Star & with Rah Digga]
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you doin', n***a?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you movin' for?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you doin', n***a?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you movin' for?
Where you think you goin'?
[Verse 5: Rampage]
I'm a hard man at work, lyrical (Uh) expert
Look out before you get hurt
Buried in dirt, line for line (Uh)
Ramp', I be the mastermind
That's before time (Uh), watch me shine
I know the seven sign (Uh)
I'm rich (Rich), and still life is a bitch
You's a snitch like [?] (Uh)
Jim Baker, I take yo' life like the (Uh) undertaker
Flipmode money-maker (Maker), that kill for this paper
It's on and poppin' (Uh)
People wanna know when the album droppin'
Stop talkin' (Uh), keep walkin' (Walkin')
Flatbush, New York, and we live for you (Uh)
Slang for you (For you)
My squad struck oil (Oil)
Now we coppin' platinum things (Things)
Diamond rings (Rings), nice (Uh) cosy things (Things)
And a party for free (Uh)
From the tunnel to envy
Ramp's the rugged MC
My squad (Uh) keeps growin'
Where you think you goin'?
[Verse 6: Lord have Mercy]
Yo, son! Yo, son!
Chief gunnin' through
Splash, rain puddle pooves
Fuck is you, start, stand, peach
Shuffle shoes
Scuff up boots
Now low muscles move
Smash crews like statues with jungle jewels
Son gets schooled, wit' the dumbin' crew
Pay double dues, cradle to the grave, hustle grooves
Flesh tissue, death kiss you, no love for you
Oooooooooooh!
And me, the most wanted fool
Unfriendly and horrible, make power moves
Snatch collars loose (The mighty dollar rule)
Raw business, shit in my hand, and shake yours with it
'Til you cause fridget, local or long distance
Gets master served and crash and burn
Like James Evans when I'm blowin'
Fuck is wrong wit cha?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
[Chorus: Spliff Star]
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you doin', n***a?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Where you think you goin'?
Ayo, what you movin' for?
Where you think you goin'?
