When Disaster Strikes
Busta Rhymes
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Yeah! Good God! Yeah, for all you motherfuckers, across the whole entire galaxy Busta Rhymes, and the whole entire Flipmode Squad Back at y'all motherfuckers in 1997 Hah, When Disaster Strikes, When Disaster Strikes Take a look and sit on the sidelines and bear witness Hah! On and on, return from the future like a Cen-tu-ri-on, oh all my af-fi-li-ots Let's stack another mil-li-on, while you learn on how the words go To my motherfucking song, watch me puts it on, it Keeps you open all day long, the way we f*ck shit up You thinkin', "Something must be wrong!", set the high standards For corny niggas to get the gong, bleach your ass blonde and Black your color, back to bronze, on Happy Days, I be the coolest Nigga, like The Fonz, so spectacular, how I touch Souls from here to Africa, my Zimbabwe niggas, bangin' My joints up in they Acura, (Fsssss-fa), OOH! Makin' you feel the Bump, from bumper to bump-aaaah, drive an imported five Hundred, in foreign license plate numbers, ha ha, laugh at ya Oh, me and my passengers, flip ass niggas over quick Like frying pan spatulas, why do you be wastin' your Time, being mad at us? Every voice should sing And help the music sound miraculous! Yes yes y'all! Flipmode Squad y'all We reign supreme in 1997 When Disaster Strikes, you will all feel When Disaster Strikes, you will all see When Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witness To The Most High Exalted Yo, I keeps flows so ridiculous Rhyme flow taste good like a handful of cherry licorice Practice your rhyme or be the local practitionist Well you can try being a doctor, or being a local obstetricianist See? You can be somethin', quit tryin' to work so Fuckin' hard towards nothin, this rhyme shit was never designed For every swollen muffin, yo, I'm sayin Why y'all niggas think, that y'all could really see my Squad? And if we hit you hard, that's when you feel the power of the God Do it right, and big up my peeps, and A-Alikes On alike, repel, especially feel, "When Disaster Strikes" Extremely delicate, like the blowin' out of candle lights The quiet killings of projects niggas, whenever they wanna fight That type of shit that shine, and blind a nigga eyesight - Aight? We keepin' it tight, y'all niggas don't want it right? You will never ever get no wins inside, mi casa We killin' all impostors, like we kill the cucarachas Bounce to award ceremonies, like we winnin' Oscars Rhymin' Rastas', eatin' enough exotic pasta Ha! Yo! We keep it movin' for all of y'aaaaaaall Freak y'all niggas out, while I'm makin' y'all niggas faaaaaall Disaster will hit cha quick, any time you wanna brawl Perm press a nigga back, peel them off the wall So tell me, why do you be wastin' your time, being mad at us? Every voice should sing, and help the music sound miraculous! Hah, oh yes y'all! This situation, has now been brought before your very eyes And as we carry on Flipmode Squad continues to conquer the world When Disaster Strikes, you will all fear When Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witness To The Most High Exalted, hah!
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Written by: GEORGE SPIVEY, TREVOR SMITH
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