When Disaster Strikes

Yea, good God

Yea, for all you motherfuckers across the whole entire galaxy

Busta Rhymes and the whole entire flipmode squad

Back and jivin motherfuckers in 1997

Ha, when disaster strikes, when disaster strikes

Take a look and sit on the side lines and be a witness, ha

All in all

Return for the future like a sanitariann

All of my aphelion

Lets stack a million

While you learn on how the birds go to the motherfucking song

Watch me puts it on

It keeps you open all day long

The way we fuck shit up you thikin something must be wrong

Set the high standards for corny niggas to get the gone

Bleach your ass blonde and black your color back to bronze

On happy days I be the coolest nigga like Dafanze

So spectacular how I turn souls from hear to Africa

A Zimbabwe nigga bangin my joints up in they Acura

Ooh makin you feel the funk from bumper to bumper

Drivin a portafide 100 deforeign license plate number

Ha Ha

Laugh at cha oh

Me and my passengers flip ass niggas over quick like flyin panspactulmer

Why do you be wasting your time being mad at us

Everyone should sing and help

The music miraculous

Yes yes ya'll

Flipmode squad ya'll

We remain supreme in 1997

When disaster strikes you will all feel

When disaster strikes you will all see

When disaster strikes you will all be a witness to the most highexulting

Ya'll, I keep the flow so ridiculous

Rhyme flow taste good like a handful of cherry licorish

Practice your rhyme or be the local Practishonist

Well you can try being a doctor or being a local Obsatritionist

See, you can be something

Quit tryin to work so fuckin hard towards nothing

This rhyme shit was never designed for every sole of muffin

Ya'll I'm sayin why ya'll niggas think that you could really seemy squad

And when we hit you hard that's when you feel the power of theGod

Do it right and big up my peeps in Allis

All of life will appall and especially feel when disasterstrikes

Extremely delicate like the blowing out of candle lights

The quite killings of proviso niggas when ever they wanna fight

That type of shit that shine and blind a nigga's eye sight, allright

We keepin a triant ya'll niggas don't want it right

You will never ever get no winds inside because of

We killin all impostures like we kill a cruchahahas

Bounce to the awards and romonies like we winning Oscars

Rhyme and rasters

Eating enough exotic pasta, ha

Ya'll keep it movin for all of ya'll

Break ya'll niggas out while I makin ya'll niggas fall

Disaster will hitcha quick in a time you will aural

Perm, press, a nigga back peel them of the wall

So tell me, why do you be wasting your time being mad at us

Every voice should sing and help the music sound miraculous

Oh yes ya'll

This situation is now embarked before your very eyes

And as we carry on Flipmode continues to conquer the world

When disaster Strikes you will all fear

When disaster Strikes you will all be a witness to the most highexulted, ha