Yeah, niggas want to talk shit.. in the muthafucking room I got something for your motherfucking ass...check it out
Rampage im coming express through your chest In the Lex-GS, stop talking BS My watch is still flooded 850 for the budget Im Rugged, cats get gutted, rhyme then stab Send their rusty ass friend to the lab You's a crab, I take mines off the top like Fab Hit you with a jab for the 98 Number one in billboard with the triangle shape Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you cats get scrape Rampage Alexander the great -1st Rampage chorus- WHAT better run for cover for its too late WHAT You know we got it locked way out of state WHAT -Rah Digga Verse- Now whose the chick to come ice the cake Put it through everybody on my licence plate (Aight) Ripping Mc's then got a rap chick fiending (fiending) Celine type creaming (creaming) Make them rappers poof like them crackers did Keenen Meaning I run that, Waiting on mine like im the LL comeback Wack rappers crawled out from holes Now you souped cuz you slithered up the todem pole Flipmode Squad affiliate of of time-warner Send all you punks back to decorate the corner -Second Rampage chorus- Better run for cover for its too late WHAT You know we got it locked way out of state WHAT -Spliff Star- Now Baby Sham take the safety off hold -Baby Sham verse- There's alot of fake cats that jump in their mans Rolls Come to my show with these fake wallos Turqoise hid invoiced with plans to blow See me backstage with the gauge upholds my pantsleg Hand made suits contracts is in the briefcase Life Negotiate so when I split these pies Im sexing your dime Flow for Flow batteling rhymes Talking some crime Now I gotta split your time (what what) Get your shit pushed back like these seats recline (yeah)
-Repeat second Rampage chorus-
-Spliff Star verse- Sliff Star throw on my scully tipping my brim (uh huh) Stand on the Street corner scuffing up my Timbs Take off my jacket Pack the four fith cause a racket (thats right) Freaky fella Jimmy swaggert (wha) Kill a sucka Brothers had it (ha) Contradiction Crucifiction False Leadership Richard Nixon Bouncing and switching the lanes all up in the Range Heres a fifty for twenty dollars of gas gimme my change!
-Repeat Second Rampage chorus 2x-
-Lord Have Mercy verse- Hey its the worlds famous international Sinner irational (ha) Nigga who dance with wolves (*wolf howl*) Masterful bash skulls Crack axles peel out in black fords (*tire screech*) Splatter brains on dashports Start anthrax wars See's cast like task force die on a cross (ha) July 4th blow your hands off (Blaaoow!) Special delivery Jam cause with ghetto misery when im killabrese of canine Last name heard it through the grapevine Killing your blood millineum bug United States divide with hate crimes Roll snake eyes In the concrete jungle of hell While Lord Have stays Super like the son of Jor-el
-Rampage Chorus changed order- WHAT You know we got it locked way out of state WHAT Better Run for cover for its too late WHAT you know we got it locked way out of state WHAT
-Busta Rhymes verse- I be the last nigga The quick to bust your ass niggas Do anything in this world to get the cash niggas I might even get mad and even slash niggas Rob them and get away in a car and crash niggas Whats the world gonna do when I drop the smash nigga Iron all in your face dont make me pull the trigga Another reason for me to have to poor my own swigga Thought I was posing for word up but a fed took my picture Surgeon general I represent the underneath The ask for shit beef The worlds greatest fucking thief Brick layer hardcore smash your front teeth Wilding it straight giving their mother mad grief Rob a nigga strip him down leave him in his briefs Do so much dirt the priest asked me to turn another leaf Made the priest flip change his whole belief Started wildin in the club with them niggas starting beef