クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Mystikal
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Tyler
Songwriter
T. Smith
Songwriter
Kenny Dickerson
Songwriter
Ben Arrindale
Arranger
Darrell "Delite" Allamby
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eduardo Larez
Assistant Engineer
Kenny Dickerson
Producer
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Vinny Nicoletti
Recording Engineer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Fix that guitar shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey yo, Mystical
Is they getting rowdy wit us?
Is they wilding wit us?
Yeah, yeah
Flip mode, ****
No limit, ****
Flip mode, ****
No limit, ****
Flip mode, ****
Yo yo yo (Here we go)
[Verse 2]
Coincide with yo boy check out with no lines
On yo boy look out but don't hide
When you bust it up and keep rhymes
When you walk towards the tape offline
For your boys for instinct rhymes
When you bump between the sixteen lines
When you bowl when the goal bitches cry
Win the goal keep ahead keep it live
Before you go get your tattoo rhymes
For your boy pick a bell in the bathroom
Penalized doing it till he get tired of ya boy
That shit between me and you, ****
Still trying to figure out what I say
I give less than a fuck what you doing over there
Just don't get in my way
[Verse 3]
Hear my records
Feel my presence
Now and forever and until
Stop what you doing and work it, fucking nice
Just complete it for the **** to the man right there
Tell you motherfuckers what we came to do
It's just plain as day but they don't wanna see
If you don't wanna fight get the fuck is you'll be
In the spot working on my beat
Long time I'm having no compromise
I'ma open them up and I'm dumping them out
I'm keeping it hard so don't get mad
'Cause I'm loading 'em up and I'm running 'em out
Hit 'em with a bang then I feel a bang
Take her in the backyard outside leave 'em in the ring
Teach these **** not to fuck with us
And next year we gonna do the same damn thing
[Verse 4]
Now who you is, ****?
I'm Mystical, ****
Now who you is, ****?
I'm Busta Rhymes, ****
Now iz they wildin with us?
And getting rowdy with us?
Now iz they wildin with us?
They getting rowdy with us
[Verse 5]
Now who you is, ****?
I'm Mystical, ****
Now who you is, ****?
I'm Busta Rhymes, ****
Now iz they wildin with us?
And getting rowdy with us?
Now iz they wildin with us?
They getting rowdy with us
[Verse 6]
Me and my **** Mystical make a plan that generates
Sufficient amount of funds across many lands
Generate the heat the place radiate
When I break shit, I drop, create a earthquake
Yo, anyway we still double masking
And get the gambit and eat super pie, ****
All over the track with a kick in your back
I know we making you black
And you stay fucking with that
Both my **** is platinum
Can you deal with the fact?
Me and the fact getting money
With my name on the plaque
You know how I blow the spot
You **** can't fuck with what I got
****, please
Ooh ****, you don't even smoke trees
**** free fall, make you feel some of these
Oh by hollow tips pinned in your ass
Get off the Earth the fact that you even in my class
Yo, all live **** get over here
And all my live bitches get with the **** right there
All you other **** get in the rear
All you weak, funny ****, you better stand clear
Come inside of my storm put on your gear
You ain't prepared my ****, better be up outta here
Yo, when we come you know you we the one
We only here to get money till the whole shit's done
[Verse 7]
Now who you is, ****?
I'm Mystical, ****
Now who you is, ****?
I'm Busta Rhymes, ****
Now iz they wildin with us?
And getting rowdy with us?
Now iz they wildin with us?
They getting rowdy with us
[Verse 8]
Now who you is, ****?
I'm Mystical, ****
Now who you is, ****?
I'm Busta Rhymes, ****
Now iz they wildin with us?
And getting rowdy with us?
Now iz they wildin with us?
They getting rowdy with us
[Verse 9]
Flip mode, wildin, wildin
Yeah, y'all wildin, wildin
No limit, rowdy, rowdy
Getting rowdy, rowdy
[Verse 10]
Busta Rhymes, wildin, wildin,
Yeah, you wildin, wildin
Get Mystical, rowdy, rowdy
Getting rowdy, rowdy
[Verse 11]
Flip mode, wildin, wildin
Yeah, y'all wildin, wildin
No limit, rowdy, rowdy
Getting rowdy, rowdy
[Verse 12]
Busta Rhymes, wildin, wildin,
Yeah, you wildin, wildin
Mystical rowdy, rowdy
You're getting rowdy, rowdy
What
[Verse 13]
Oh, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah
What, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what, what
[Verse 14]
Mystikal and Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes and Mystikal
Ha, what what
No limit and no flip mode
Flip mode and no limit
What you talking about, ****, what, what
[Verse 15]
What the fuck, ****?
What you want, ****?
Who you is, ****?
What, yeah yeah
Written by: Darrell "Delite" Allamby, K. Dickerson, Mystikal, T. Smith

