Imperial

Flipmode the Imperial ('Perial)

You know you love it when you hear us on the radio (Radio)

Go cop the joint and play the **** up in your stereo (Stereo)

Or in the streets up in your Jeeps or in the disco

And if you want the fly ****, my ****, here we go (Here we go)

You know it's Digga lookin pretty in the video (Video)

With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though (Hear me though)

Just when you think we done we hit y'all, we got plenty mo' (Plenty 'mo)

Blow

It be's the little mama, lip gloss and eyeliner

The only **** poppin' like White Castle or the diner

Rah Digga make the joints that the DJs blast

Ghetto diva in the Source with the three page ad

Watch as the hood rat messiah climb swiftly

Labels scared to death to let their artist bomb with me

'Cause you can send your thuggest MC and watch me son 'em

The ruggedest ****, don't even rhyme about gunnin'

Got joints circulatin' like them old karate flicks

Buncha Rah Digga shirts on some big body chicks

Throw my **** in your hoopty or your luxury trucks

And make the quickest turn around like 'dro for twenty bucks

And I'll still be the greatest if this rap **** fail me

Back to jackin' bootleg flicks from out the deli

Livin' off the interest (Yeah)

Sippin on Tequila with my logo on the side of **** eighteen wheelers

Flipmode the Imperial ('Perial)

You know you love it when you hear us on the radio (Radio)

Go cop the joint and play the **** up in your stereo (Stereo)

Or in the streets up in your Jeeps or in the disco

And if you want the fly ****, my ****, here we go (Here we go)

You know it's Digga lookin pretty in the video (Video)

With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though (Hear me though)

Just when you think we done we hit y'all, we got plenty mo' (Plenty 'mo)

Blow

Ayy, yo, razzle and dazzle **** like y'all

Spray **** like you and dismantle **** like y'all

I got the thing that'll majorly handle **** like y'all

Fight y'all, bust a semi and cancel **** like y'all

I know some joke **** who'd love to hassle **** like y'all

Talk and fix and simply dance on **** like y'all

Trample **** like y'all

Make examples outta **** like y'all

Grit their teeth and cock the hammer up inside the dance hall

Thugs, here's another sample for **** like y'all

Or for the ones who pass and light a Roman candle for **** like y'all

Fight for **** like y'all

Grab the mic from mother**** like y'all

Blow the spot in the night for all my **** like y'all

My get high ****, I blaze for **** like y'all

Stink the spot up with 'dro, now spray the **** Lysol

You know we be the ultimate

We **** with some other ****

And when we hit y'all

Yes, we sit and watch y'all **** ride the ****

Flipmode the Imperial ('Perial)

You know you love it when you hear us on the radio (Radio)

Go cop the joint and play the **** up in your stereo (Stereo)

Or in the streets up in your Jeeps or in the disco

And if you want the fly ****, my ****, here we go (Here we go)

You know it's Digga lookin pretty in the video (Video)

With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though (Hear me though)

Just when you think we done we hit y'all, we got plenty mo' (Plenty 'mo)

Blow

Ayo, clap and slap up a **** for talkin lotsa wack ****

While I roll around with the Harriet Thugman of this rap **** (Who?)

Black chick with intellect, who wanna match wits?

Write my own rhymes so can't no **** tell me jack ****

Master ****, Flipmode exclusive across the map and ****

Presenting the first lady of the squad, now give me dap and ****

Sayin' peace when you see me, play the role like Ally Sheedy

And I ain't gon' join ya cipher if the **** too seedy

Yo, make sure you see what we doing now, put on your binoculars

Then I gas ya like a paid Latino down at Banco Popular

Rah Digga underground and gon' always blow the spot for ya

Longest runnin' **** since the Phantom of the Opera

Bus-a-Bus, going down as one of the greatest spoken philosophers

Holding a twelve shot semi with a little red dot for ya

First and only female unmatched by anyone

Rip it from old school to the next millennium

Flipmode the Imperial ('Perial)

You know you love it when you hear us on the radio (Radio)

Go cop the joint and play the **** up in your stereo (Stereo)

Or in the streets up in your Jeeps or in the disco

And if you want the fly ****, my ****, here we go (Here we go)

You know it's Digga lookin pretty in the video (Video)

With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though (Hear me though)

Just when you think we done we hit y'all, we got plenty mo' (Plenty 'mo)

Blow

It's Showtime At the Get High Show

It's Showtime At the Get High Show tonight

Welcome you all to another edition of Showtime At the Get High Show

Where we'll definitely blow your ass up, that's for certain

Or we can bring a huge embarrassment to your corny ass

Enjoy the **** curtain

And I am your host

I am your host, No Weed Hardly

With my cohost, Keep Weed Shepherd

And we would like to make a big round of applause

For our first contestant from Yellowbelly, Nebraska

By the name of Callous Foot Carlson

Hey Callous Foot Carlson, I got it, right?

Yeah, you got it

Alright now, Callous Foot

Why don't you just get on over there and just do that tune for us?

Okay, well, yeah, five, six, seven, eight

Oh God, Paul, did he shoot that poor man?

Hell no, girl, he ain't shoot him, it's a part of the show, it's part of the show

**** he shot him right in the chest

Ooh, Charles even got the stage off

Well, moving right along

Like I told y'all before, before I tell you who she is

We gon' blow your ass up for certain

But if you come around here with that corny **** ****

We gon' draw the mother**** curtain

Now off with the next act

Rah Digga, sing that tune for us, baby

It's Showtime At the Get High Show

It's Showtime At the Get High Show tonight