[Intro: Busta Rhymes, (M.O.P.)]
Tri-lateral commission
Berkowitz (Hahahah)
Fizzy Wo' (Ah-heh, ah-heh, s'make money!)
Bust-Down (Ay-ahhhhh!)

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, (M.O.P.)]
Every time I take a look, the only thing I see is
(My live n***as in the spot!)
Tell me what y'all want!
(Give me everything you got!)
Y'all n***as ready to do it?!
(Let's blow the motherfuckin' spot!)
All my n***as!
(Attention! Loud and clear)
(Where my n***as ready for war?) (We right here!)
(Get 'em!) (When we spot 'em) (Hit 'em!) (Kid, we got 'em!)
(Where my n***as ready for war?) (We right here!)

[Verse 1: Billy Danze, (Busta Rhymes), M.O.P.]
I got reason to believe (Believe!), some of you n***as feel (Feel!)
The man isn't live and direct – Get at 'em, Bill! (Whoa!)
No! Breathe easy, pop, this is hip-hop
In the long way, we do it the war way, all day (Ha!)
I never procrastinate (Huh!) – You shouldn't
I'm from where the war games fascinate (Ha!) - You couldn't (Huh!)
You wouldn't believe what they've been tellin' me (Ha!)
The perfect match is jail and me (Huh!)
'Cause I was born with a felony (Ha!) Uh-uh!
Fuck that! How this shit look:
When a n***a stretched out, with his chest out (Huh!)
And a mess (Ha!) out in Brooklyn? (Hi-ya!!!)
(Y'all motherfuckers is back?!
Y'all motherfuckers don't know how to act!
Y'all motherfuckers – attack!)
And those motherfuckers are wack! (Huh!)
I traveled a rocky road (Huh!)
Swift to the Flipmode, quick grip for the unload (Ha!)
Father forgive me for my sins (Huh!)
But I'ma raise hell to the bitter end (Haaa!), I'm a soldier, boy
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, (M.O.P.)]
Every time I take a look, the only thing I see is
(My live n***as in the spot!)
Tell me what y'all want!
(Give me everything you got!)
Ya n***as ready to do it?!
(Let's blow the motherfuckin' spot!)
All my n***as!
(Attention! Loud and clear) Ha!
(Where my n***as ready for war?) (We right here!) Huh!
(Get 'em!) (When we spot 'em) Ha! (Hit 'em!) (Kid, we got 'em!) Huh!
(Where my n***as ready for war?) (We right here!) Huh!

[Verse 2: Lil' Fame, (Busta Rhymes), M.O.P.]
Fuck the bullshit (Ha!), I kick a bone out yo' ass (Huh!)
Hard rock, n***a? (Huh huh huh...!) I kick a stone out yo' ass (Ha!)
Warning, to all those, caps get peeled
Quicker than e-mail to your ass sayin' "Kill, kill, kill!"
Curb chasin', straight lacin', with a Mac-10 blazin' (Ha!)
Split yo' ass up like a Temptation (Hooo-haaa!
You cats is animated cartoons – WHO Y'ALL?!
The return of Goodfellas, Part Two
Bitch, throw your fuckin' guns up!
Put your fuckin' hands down! (Ha!)
FAME-STA! Berkowitz! (Busta-Bus Down!)
We sneak the guns right in, y'all keep tryin' (Huh!)
And I'ma check all pussies like a G-Y-N (Ha!)
Open up your can of "Whoop Ass,"
I'll open up a fresh can of, "I'll Fuck Yo' Ass Up Quick Fast"
Flipmode, M.O.P., Fizzy Wo-mack! Wo! Mack
Y'all know who the fuck I am!
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, (M.O.P.)]
Every time I take a look, the only thing I see is
(My live n***as in the spot!)
Tell me what y'all want!
(Give me everything you got!)
Ya n***as ready to do it?!
(Let's blow the motherfuckin' spot!)
All my n***as! Ha!
(Attention! Loud and clear) Huh!
(Where my n***as ready for war?) Yeah! (We right here!) Here!
(Get 'em!) (When we spot 'em) Huh! (Hit 'em!) (Kid, we got 'em!) Ho!
(Where my n***as ready for war?) (We right here!)

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes, (M.O.P.)]
Ayo yo-yuh-yo (Yo!)
And now I hear no one (You!)
Relentless than a motherfucker, fear no one!
None of y'all n***as don't really wanna fuck with the dread!
The street brawler stomp your face into the back of yo' head!
C'mon now! I'm quick to roast, fry, boil, and even toast a guy!
Multiply the ghosts like the world's greatest coke supply
Shit changed, you sellin' weed over the damn computer (Ha!)
Introduce the millennium stomp n***a for the future (Huh!)
I be that prime honorary n***a
That'll voluntarily blast the last Tom & Jerry ass n***a (Hahah...)
And write raps to the sound of these gats
Perhaps my raps will paralyze a bitch-ass and make him collapse
Yo, see they be quick to bust they fashion of a calico
My n***as Berkowitz and that other motherfucker Fizzy Wo'!
(Mashin' through the city, yo!) In the front of the line
Ready to blow this bitch up at the drop of a dime!
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, (M.O.P.)]
Every time I take a look, the only thing I see is
(My live n***as in the spot!)
Tell me what y'all want!
(Give me everything you got!)
Ya n***as ready to do it?!
(Let's blow the motherfuckin' spot!)
All my n***as! Ha!
(Attention!) Huh! Loud and clear) Clear!
(Where my n***as ready for war?) Ha! (We right here!) Huh!
(Get 'em!) (When we spot 'em) Huh! (Hit 'em!) (Kid, we got 'em!) Ha!
(Where my n***as ready for war?) (We right here!)
(Yeah! Yeah!) (Ahahaha...) Flipmode, muthafuckaaaa!