Flipmode Enemy #1
Rampage
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Yo, remember when we was goin' down to the mall to get
The juniors for some cheesecake, and these crumbs was
In the front, you know what I'm sayin'? Yo, blast what
You was kickin' to me on the way to that piece, you know?
Yeah, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (Hah)
I'm about to see a bill, you damn right, it's real
I kill at will, from the school of the hard knocks
The brown-skin brother with dreadlocks
That's stickin' up barber shops and jewelry shops
Somebody gotta get dropped, that's my word on hip-hop (Hop)
Rampage is here to stay, I won't stop
The feds try to get me, and with two crooked cops
I'm on the street, I gotta pack heat every day
Before I leave my rest, yo, I got to pray
My nine spray, get me caught up like OJ
I'm in the Bronco with my man Paco
From Puerto Rocko, it's all about gettin' dough
Now I'm in stereo, what's the scenario?
I cold rock the house and bumrush the show
A lot of MCs wanna go toe for toe
You got me sick, I'm drinkin' H2O
I'm in Flatbush with my steel on the low
Maintain in the game like a superhero
Yo, I'm still on the run, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Flipmode Enemy number one
One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one
Hoo-hah
My rhymes is red hot, two-hundred-ten degrees
Anti-freeze, get these Gs, count the cheese
Take off them stonewashed sleeves, let me breathe
I'm boom-bangin' overseas
I'm comin' through like the killer bees
High-tech like Japanese
Lyrical lieutenant, live every minute
I'm 'bout to shut 'em down, boy (What?), don't forget it
You actin' like you still with it, you ain't straight
Leave you dead in the '98 F the J
Two shots to the head, to the waist, six ways to split the cake
Rampage is on the take
From the IRS, enough bullets around my chest
It's my rebel without a pause, I'm takin' yours
In the river like George, just because
And I'm a salad boss, and coleslaw's on your lips
I'm a pilot that steal ships, that flips
With the mode, F your barcode
In my trunk, load the unfold, I'm out to get the gold
My mission is past the globe, get ready
Rock steady, '98, the outbreak
Is it your life I take? Is it money that I make?
I cut you like beefsteak
I'm still on the run, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Flipmode Enemy number one
One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one
Hoo-hah
Yeah, boy, straight to the dome
Knock-knock, nobody's home
Rampage, the last monster
Straight to your head
Yo, that's what I said, and Freddy ain't dead, ha-ha
That's just the way the story goes
That's just the way the story goes
Once again, Flipmode just gone
That's word to God
But everything ain't even, it's odd
You know, you know
Rampage, the last nigga
Oh, you just can't fake it
Ah, yo, we got Busta Rhymes, Lord Have Mercy
Flipmode's good, you know
And me, trippin', ha
What? Ah, damn, yeah, yeah
I'm killin' 'em, we losin' 'em, word, we losin' 'em
Hey, DMC, we losin' 'em