Rampage - Flipmode Iz Da Squad Lyrics
[rampage]Drop itUh, ladies and gentlemenChorus:Yall siga siga sing it x6 (flipmode is da squad)Its the ramp auto nigga youve been waiting for, the outlawThrowing brothers off the seashore, this is your derourFlipmode take you to war, kids in the hood cant take it no moreIm the one you looking forIf eight is enough, I rock my stuff, watch you get cuffYo, you *****ing with the wrong bluffI got more king than justNiggas make me mad, now I got to squeeze and bustBringing harm with my lucky charm, me and saddamI cant keep calm, release the bomb, (boom)Radiation, to the nation, call your congregationMy squad is on plantationAnd word up, rampage, last nigga scoutQuick to punch a nigga in his mouthThats word to down southBrothers bite my rhymes, acting on preps, spinning my lyricsPutting in their lyrical conceptsThis is rap with no rules***** being cool, old school or new schoolIm supreme, Im on the fat winning teamA lot of clicks wanna dream, peep my themeIm in it to win it, you damn right Im getting creamMicrophone fiend, uh[serious]Ehhh, eh eh eh eh eh eh eh, eh eh eh eh eh eh, ehHallelujhah, kids hear this (this), you got to hear this (this)Flipmodes the one and your shit should hear thisSplitting the guns, causing a earthquakeMy contradict thick like a mickey d shakeI give the shit that I know you cant take***** out my way for heavens sakeI got my eye on you (you), what you gonna do (do), you aint got clue(clue)Shoo fly shoo fly shooEverythings peachy keen neatoTommy coming fast like speedoMake a blast like a torpedoDeep like captain nemoI brings the primoMy life will be nitro large, jumboYour shit be itty bitty bitty bitty microIn your ass like a vaccinePoint mcs to my hilly bill jeansI eat mcs with rice and beans (beans), rice and greens (greens)I wreck the whole sceneSerious, true brother, should not scream[spliff star]Yo yo, yo, yoYo check this here, I be the thug up in your earFrom here to cakalaka, the microphone attackerSpliff I split psycho soloist, one of the dopestSinging songs on recess when Im giving one *****, uhhPastor of disaster, I brings it onMy flipmode niggas be like children of the cornRunning through your block blasting (pow)With no questions askingPutting bullet holes through your *****ing latest fashionThe ignorant immigrantMagnificent, like morroccoStacking that cheddar like nachoThe number one honchoDirty nigga desperado rhyme well bravoFreestyle felon oops upside your *****ing melonBreaking fool on they ass just like george did to helenI got the world yellingHit the punashatach unitl it start smellingChorus:Yall siga siga sing it x6 (flipmode is da squad)[busta rhymes]Yo yo, yo, yo, yo let me continueMother*****er Im about to send you (ha ha ha ha)Check me out, the demon done got up in youWhat the ***** you talking about Ive been waitingI wanna talk to you, shit, watery shitCaught the 24 hour flu, softOf course, blow you off courseFlying through the sky like the pegeasus horseYou lost to be the boss, I tossKill corny niggas with no remorseTurn my lights off, turn my mic onYo busta rhymes could manifest so whod be the true lyric iconIt really dont matter how much biggerI storm all over mother*****ers, like some end of the world niggasLike rapid fire, chicka cha, blaow!Bust a shot all up in your face, nigga what nowMistaken enough I just breaking chickenPrepare for the undertaking, your whole body fakingI always try my hardest to keep communicatingBut you aint relatingYou *****ed up on what Im makingWatch, how we attract like magnets, break your body down to fragmentsCut you down to half size, quarter size, eighth size, niggaGet up off my dickChop you up and bag you up just like a half a brickReversible, rehearsable, busta rhymes, almighty mercifulDismantle, example, your whole crew will get trampledFollow the example, the lyrical nutritionist, the abolitionistI revolutionize the music like a *****ing revolutionistBusta rhymes will stay snapping while *****es keep on yappingWhen my shit is done, you *****ers start clapping, what the happenedRhymes feel like a bunch of diesel niggas, hype niggasWe be them type niggas, them side swipe niggasWhile you be the apprenticeMy dick up in your mouth just like a dentistYou seventh day adventistMy rhymes is in the, uhhFor memory laps, no halfs, caught up in trapsI cross country like traveling mapsWorldwide (echoed)[lord have mercy]One, nation indivisible, with, liberty the God individualCripple youColonize like pirates and criminalsConvicted of world crimes while Im world wide in flowsModernize and digitalEvacuate civilizeBillions tumbleMy skill guzzleIced tea with cop killas, top billas nowSo binoculars to followBlood drops in spillageIn treetops my gorillas collapse shit, like alaskian winters (ha)Sinners (ha) frostbitLost sleds and lost fingersLord, commander of large missile militiasPick, up, dust, like the share croppers galoshesAnd spray agent orange from helicopters on impostorsThen i, return like aJed-i, with guns are han solo and never, seen, three, p.osThe good against evil, flash foreverSpread mash and takeDrastic measures, blast berrettasI carry nines like math professorsLord have, drop jewels, sword slashRob crews that snatch treasuresHalt, the global giant unfolds the scienceUnify blends the fire to the seaI bring crisis and crucifixion with the newest scripturesRugged who control hundredsWho stay cold blooded like anemicsPaint pictures that keep minds twisted like spinal defectsSpit jewelsWatch your platoonLick woundsAnd form scabs before they grif againIts lord hittin emAnd as the world turns, like, holy koran scriptsMy response is to keep repping, sonTerrorize, for six daysAnd gon rest on the seventh one
