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[Rampage] |
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It's Atiya, Richard of Flatbush. |
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Speak up. |
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The word on the street is the Rampage return, |
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Uh. |
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[Busta] |
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Hah, one time, two times, three times, (no doubt,) four times. |
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All my real live soldiers, throw your hands up. |
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All my real live women, throw your hands up. |
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All my real strong bustas, throw your hands up. |
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All my real live players, throw your hands up. |
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Hah! |
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[Rampage] |
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Check it out, like this y'all. |
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The heavyweight Brooklyn bomber, that can't rest, |
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Love success, I'm gettin' money progress. |
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Travellin' for free, from state to state; |
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That's how I get my idea to create. |
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I'm live motivate, I keep on movin, it's been Fubu. |
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I make Def Jams like Rick Rubin. |
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I stay on my tippy-toes, wreckin' shows, I'm too slow. |
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You can't peep my ill flow in this burning zone. |
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Keep low, like an Eskimo. |
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Askin' people, still carry my flow, open the do'. |
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It's the real outlaw, from Flatbush to South Shore, |
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Givin' you more, and more. |
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I just came home from tour. |
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It's my time to burn, to explore. |
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I'm comin' through the floor with Low X. |
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I'm fully gassed to the max, movin' stacks, no fakin' jacks. |
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I'm the baddest man on the wax. |
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Messin' around with my Squad, you get taxed. |
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Shittin' Ex-Lax, on hot tracks, I can't relax. |
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Breakin' backs with my NFL Quarterbacks. |
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Flipmode deep, we bring good things to light. |
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Put down your gun, and light. |
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I'm in it to win it, |
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Plus I'm wildin' for da night. |
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[Busta] |
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All my muthafuckas in the place to be, |
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You feel right, throw your hands up. |
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We gettin' wild for da night! |
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Niggas in the place, if you want to fight, |
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Serious, let's get busy 'cause we... |
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Wild for da night! |
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My Flipmode niggas gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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Niggas in New York gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My niggas in the west gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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People in the world gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My niggas uptown, just throw your hands up, in the place, |
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If you feel right, we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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Throw your hands up, you gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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Niggas 'cross the land gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My niggas downtown, we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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[Rampage] |
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Uh, yo, I'm top billin', makin' a killin', |
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Flip a script like Terri McMillan. |
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I can't help the way I'm feelin... |
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Caps is fillin', drugs is dealin', |
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My thug niggas keep illin'. |
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Rampage is higher than the ceiling. |
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Mad appealing brothers who dealin' from Brownsville, and |
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I'm ready and willing, I'm playin lock and chase. |
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You can get my black race. |
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Bet I, hesitates, I'm movin' cash like Chase. |
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You about to get laced, fifteen across your face. |
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You at the wrong place, you at the wrong time. |
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You didn't use your third vision mind, you sippin' wine. |
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Your vision is blind, no you can't see the victory. |
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You in the street, it's gettin deep. |
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You rolled up with the wrong peeps, you're the black sheep. |
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You won't protest, drop when your little brother got shot. (Bang!) |
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It's gettin' hot, now you back around the way |
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With the same clothes, plus your bum hos, that you chose; |
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They gave up your whereabouts, where you hang out, |
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Who you hang wit', now you gotta get your dome split. |
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You wildin' for da night. |
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[Busta] |
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All my muthafuckas from across the land, |
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We feelin' right, 'cause you know we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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All my niggas across the sea, and the earth, |
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Yo, you know we comin' through, we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My Flipmode niggas gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My outta state niggas gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My cross country niggas gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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You know we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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You know we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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Throw your hands in the air if you want to fight, |
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Feel right, 'cause you know we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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Yes, I'm gettin' down in the place to be, |
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Flipmode squad, yo, we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My Rampage nigga gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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All of my real live niggas gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My sexy ass bitches gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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All my people across the land and sea, |
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Feel right, 'cause you know we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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Throw up your fist and feel right, 'cause it's time to fight, |
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Muthafucka, we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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War time niggas gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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Freaky muthafuckas gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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All my buckshot-gun-in-the-air |
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Muthafuckas in the place, you know, we gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |
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My Flipmode niggas gettin' |
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Wild for da night! |