Mission (full Vocals) Lyrics - Nana

Chorus: (x2) 

We are on a mission 

No smooth talk straight up dissin' 

You tried to step to usBut your punk ass missedBooya, NANA you can't touch this 

Rap verse 1 (ski): 

I flip on any scrip put in front of me yo 

Murder n' a vision of life ,You Better keep it Down Low 

Step to me with caution ,Booya the raw shit 

Ah the dan dada ,Smooth T. and keep it flawless 

Rolls with the click ,Quit the buzz show shit 

97 Booya aint havin' it ,Uh 

Now playas keep hatin and fakinBut we be makin figures with the dan dada huligan nigga 

Hoody sportin ,Shit talkinI could walk in any area and lyrically bury yaBeat you up then carry ya 

To the symmatery so I can bury ya 

Rap verse 2 (Pappa Bear): 

Now let me make it clear nigga once and for all 

That is the season ,To give reason ,And make pleasin 

You woman when you out on the showI'm slappin that ass on your bitch Down Low 

The flow that you spoke was too damn original 

The shit that you wrote was too damn digital 

Funk as vis-sion back to your mama 

I know where to find ya ,Here comes pappaBefore you bend over put some grease on your assCause NANA's gonna come to make a mess 

>Chorus (x2) 

Rap verse 3 (T.C.): 

Hamburg in da house (ah ha) 

It's Brooklyn in da house (ha ha ha ) 

Young black is in da house (ho hoo) 

My man bulo is in da house (thats right y'all) 

Check it Toni C. the fairytale tella 

Writtin out lyrically with natures roccafella 

In the music industry we are million record sella (ho hoo) 

And lots of cash like mister roccafella 

We all came together for our man NANA 

You know the darkman the real dark brotha 

So all you jealous muthafuckas step back 

Cause NANA's in da house he's about to attack 

We are money maka ,you nothin but a faka 

Called Booya music aka under taka 

So check this out I gotta pass the mic. 

Who else man it's the short lord check it 

Rap verse 4 (Short Lord): 

hey you wassup wit da gadi la di dadi 

Ask anybody who likes to party 

Da any would be wanna test me 

I kill em softly ,quickly 

The Black ,The Short Lord from da booya clan 

Lyrically i'm stoned out warmly 

I'm washing tone with a spoon 

Anyway I dedicate this one to my man 

And ANA these niggas who wanna play 

Phony MC's better play wit maxwell halibury 

They ain't comin at me when I drop my war collabsery 

Straighten that be matter of fact i'm all that 

Like the boy Down Low they just makin a noise 

How are some of ya about to blow out this bluff 

When I said from cuffs we won't stop 

Definetly got the niggas to hold the fuck up 

Hold up Flip Da Scrip niggas some want a mic check 

want to knock you by the section 

Like a shock on can we rhyme? on my drama 

Then they got shy in your areaShort lord tha dope rhymer gonna raid all ya playa hatas 

Rap verse 5 (Black): 

Why why why we live and direct out to cut 

Yes I know that dirty shit how far niggas will go 

To come up with a name like Down LowAnd represent that shit out of show 

You niggas are too slow ,And you niggas don't know 

About a freestyle flow ,I kill you soft and slow 

I'm about to set this shit loose to your chest straight to ya 

Black and Short Lord a new addition to Booya (Booya) 

For all you wannabe's who try flip da scrip 

Your scrip got flippedFrom NANA to Bulo ,Now you niggas know 

That we don't take no shit and how Booya flow 

On and on wit da bomb style flowRepresentin hip hop now you know 

It's live and direct comin' from the booya camp 

Toni hook tha nigga ,My plug in my mic. into an amp 

And i'm out and it's like that 

And i'm out and it's like that 

>Chorus (x2) 

Rap verse 6: 

Aaah ,If I threw a pen at your head it will leave a dot 

That would be bigger than the brain you contain .InsaneNow here is the new agendaThe shit is called rap not a "raap" muthafucka 

So step behind the lines let me show you how it's done 

You call yourself a gangsta but you never seen a gun 

And the shit you call funk is a smell out of flow 

So I think it's time for you muthafuckas to go down 

Rap verse 7: 

Now check me King of this side Atlantic 

Cause y'all be fakin moves like Maria-ness on strings 

Oh' could you hear him comin' 

Name NANA supa fly dada 

Booya in ya ear ,So bring your own right now 

Cause i'm back from the dead to rule whatever's mine 

To my black folks never given a back stroke 

It's been a long time comin' judgment day is on it's way 

Lorde lorde lorde ,I swingin the sword of the good lord 

Hell is alassia ,Hey your runnin from the emporor 

Seen em like no fake ,Wanna a piece of my biceps? 

Now I flex and take them nice and my bets 

I got to screw my brothers by these snakes o industry 

And gotta watch my back before you dose ambush me 

You croocked demons lookin at me like you want something 

I'm down with Booya and we out with the cash 

Bridge (Alex prince): 

He-e-eere is the lady of the house 

Singin nominee with a melodyEverybody sha de da-e-a 

All you playa hatas stop back 

Booya is about to attack 

Muthafuckas be aware 

Booya soldiers are every where 

>Chorus (x2) 

Bridge (Aleks aka Mazaya): 

This is Aleks the one with the KBooya is the place to stay 

Female voice make some noise-- 

This is the way we rock a party 

Like slick rick la di da di 

Ain't nothin like a booya party 

Rap verse 8 (Daisy Dee): 

Hey NANA lets start some fire 

Makin Booya big so the suckers can retire 

Admire a female like Dee ,Bitches try to copy 

Wanna hurt me Or my familyTwo Caps on your head night night sleep tight (fuck you) 

All the jealousy makes me love my enemy 

Baby if you don't hear ,then you betta clear 

When my Booya men are restin the females are still there 

Why why why why why why 

Rap verse 9 (NANA) : 

Make way here I come it's the number one contenda 

Heavy weight champion stop trippin surrenda 

Blaw blaw to you door you ain't comin' back for more 

Knock you on the ground ,Say hi to the floor (hi) 

This is how we do it 1997Booya comin' straight for your ass representinGot Toni C. ,Short lord ,Black ,Ski the dan dada 

Bulo ,Swift ,Daisy Dee ,Jan and the pappa bear 

Be aware check check one two check 

Old school style still flyin in full affect 

Get in shape with your punk ass crew before you step 

Booya will do ya and break your fuckin neck 

Let me tell you one thing before we get neck to neck 

Give me a sec and let me see who's next 

Yeay yeah this is how we do Booya style 

When you step to us you better bow down and smile 

No need to apply for the competition 

Booya in the house and we are on a mission 

Peace goes out to all the non-believin back stabbin stakes on my jock 

y'all can't fade us cause it's 97 booya NANA representin every day all 

day throw all the past away ,Suckas ,Blaw in ya face 

>Chorus.... 

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