[Busta Rhymes:]
    Attention please, attention please
  Can I have everybody's attention please
  So humorous, we laugh at all ay'all
  The alliance has now been officially formed
  Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
  It's another headbanger
    [Swizz Beats:]
    Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six weeks
  I be on the MP so much that my wrist's weak
  Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in here
  All my thugs in the clubs start wildin' in here
  Now put your bottles in the air, then light your dutches
  Me and Busta keep it tight like liposucion
  Niggas that don't like me get the knife for frontin'
  Cause one night in the club gets your life on crutches
  You got that whodie, I'll cock that forty
  Flyin' in the 5 with the top back on it
  Stop that shorty, I know you love me
  Probably sample one of my beats then owe me money
  Plus you don't know me money, so stop the rumors
  Before you need the janitors to come mop the room up
  Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the charts
  Now put your hands in the air for the black Mozart, OH!
    [Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
    (Ohhhh), Now come on
  (Screeeam), Jump baby come on
  Get your hands up, (What!), now all my ladies do it
  Get your hands up, (What!)
  Now let me walk you through it
  (Ohhhh), Now come on
  (Screeeam), Jump baby come on
  Get your hands up, (What!), now all my ladies do it
  Get your hands up, (What!)
  Now let me walk you through it
    [Busta Rhymes:]
    Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my crew on a hunt
  Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and blunts
  Busta Rhymes, Flipmode represent
  For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga Swizz
  And we gonna be here to present
  Y'all niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
  And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your feet
  Before we bang y'all niggas all with the heat
  Feed y'all niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat
  And make you bounce how poncho will play the congo
  And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
  From New York to Colorado, so just follow
  I'm living for today and livin' tomorrow
  Open up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
  Blow you through the chest with a hollow
  Like the foul shit you waste and transpired right infront the impalo
  Yo, the general Busta Busta shock and memorable
  You know we precious like minerals, and deadly like burials
    [Chorus]
    [Swizz Beats:]
    Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out hits
  S-W-I two Z's bang out clips
  Bang out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
  Y'all go to war with revolvers that bang out flicks
  Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it starts
  And iced up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
  Thinkin' of extortin, nigga your life ain't important
  Your camp hotter than ours?, the fuck y'all snortin'
  My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
  Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of soda cans
  (Yo Swizz, I heard you stole), Whoa! listen man
  Mindin' my business will make you a missin' man
  See the wrist and hand?, got plaques on the wall
  And a fifth in hand, I'll put your back on the wall
  Nigga don't ask me no more about nuttin' you hear
  Just scream and shout and just wild in here
    [Chorus: 3x]
    New York, they ain't ready for it
  A-T-L, they ain't ready for it
  Oh, Oh, Oh, they ain't ready for it
  Whoa, Oh, Oh, they ain't ready for it
  My ladies
  Millenium
  Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all hear that