Artist: Funkmaster Flex f/ Busta Rhymes, Reek Da Villian, Vado Album: Who You Mad At? Me or Yourself? Song: I Came Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com, OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro: Reek Da Villian] (Vado) (HUH!!!) Yeah! Reek Da Villian! (MOST HATED!!!!) Vado! Strong Island! Huh! (HARLEM!) Conglomerate! Reap what you sowed nigga! (BUSTA WHATTUP?!) Real nigga shit! Listen! [Verse One: Reek Da Vilian] B.I.G. will forever be the best 'til I'm deaf But you are now rockin with the best of the rest Things wasn't goin right, and the checks wasn't prepped So I made about face and took them steps to the left Now I'm where I wanna be, thousand dollar garments Ridin around with the garders and commercialized starships McClarens vehicles foreign, castles McCormick Rappin like I should be holdin the mic on some deformed shit Copped oil since the balls for your mom's list Hoppin out the Phantom junior senior high promed it Be alarmed I don't get involved with all the nonsense Got shooters underwing for every hair on my armpit Have my youngins put some shots in your V Them copper tops go pop and drop in your T We move rocks from spots and clock for the G's Not from Yonkers but I keep blocks on locks with the D My saliva in antifreeze DNA Motorworld Givin these amateurs my number so they can have a protocol Get it, yeah so they can have some protocol I hit the car lot and go shoppin call that the motor morgue Strong Island we wildin the farm loud that we plowin My palm pilot get malice when four cowards be blaowin The don pilots be crowdin and mob talents we stylin Them dark alleys be foulin so calm down or be violent HUH! 'Cause I'm heavy with dough A weapon of mass destruction so I'm ready to blow And don't do this with the kid unless you ready to flow And whenever you feel you ready I'll be ready for show GO! GO! [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Came through in a drop top Killin e'rything you know who run shit nonstop Shit knock like when the heat pop Got the streets locked on like a nigga got a padlock on each block Came through blowin money Came through throwin money lame nigga know he funny Tryin to test this mess with Been the best since niggas invented the guest list [Verse Two: Vado] (SLIIIIIIIMMMMEEEEEEEE!!!!!) Aiyyo Reek, what's the word slime? No free stickin when I make the birds fly Clear lane, shirt tie, I be ner-vous In the box I'm like a bum on the curb high Had enough time, you gotta pay Everyone and they callin I tell 'em not today Shottie spray through the same reasons that Gotta tape Yellow wrist peein on niggas like I ain't potty trained Dropped out a building, he schooled me how to run it Who the budget, from 8 to 12 I mighta moved a hundred Broadway, broad day, my niggas rude in public Heard he eatin, his belly fell, then you shoot his stomach Getin money is all we really do Penthouse Times Square, spiral stairs with a city view 22 CL, the 550 new I went to court with a killer you gotta kill me too [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Came through in a drop top Killin e'rything you know who run shit nonstop Shit knock like when the heat pop Got the streets locked on like a nigga got a padlock on each block Came through blowin money Came through throwin money lame nigga know he funny Tryin to test this mess with Been the best since niggas invented the guest list