Don't Get Carried Away

(feat. Nas)

[Busta Rhymes]

Doctor, yeah

I think we got some shit for 'em (FLIP-MOOODE!)

Yeah I'ma rub these sticks together

Check it, and start a bonfire

And if you don't see it y'all niggaz 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

[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 they stilettos

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

Everything they got a jingle when they walk like ah-Jello

See the niggaz on the corner and I never forget it

And I never regret because I see how you get it

Now because of you niggaz, 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 fact's 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

And if you don't see it y'all niggaz 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

[Nas]

Ill Will, Flip-mooode!

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

Martyr, Godfather, my interest, 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 Murcielago, ghostin them narcos

Toast in the ways of the original Pablos

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 Andre

To keep pilin, keep pushin them drops

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

And if you don't see it y'all niggaz 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

[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 niggaz 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

Niggaz 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

And if you don't see it y'all niggaz 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