Rampage - Talk Of The Town Lyrics
Intro: rampageYeah mother*****as is talk, bullshit saddamWe hear that, we gotta take these niggas to warIm wit ya, flipmode, check it out***** the jacksChorus 4x: rampageRampage the talk of the townThe stalker of new york that *****s up the underground[rampage]I split yo spleen, clean ya body with listerineMicrophone fiend, boy scout on the winning teamAll yall niggas, yo we take all betsYo Im killin brothers on the train like bernard yesYo Im crazy, mother*****as got me vexedYou some frontin ass nigga in your feet up blankYou need to take a back seat, before my crew brings a heatWe can go man for man, or street to streetYo I heard it thru the grapevine, you rock steady(you just a butter knife, Im a machete)I co defend you, reck ya squad that defend youCheck the menu, cuz Im so far in youI burn out ya conclex, or with the *****Here comes my body blow, here comes the uppercutI got the rhymes that make you pull out ya gutsFlipmode iz da squad nigga, hold ya nuts96 to 2000, boy scout nigga whatStickin the dick in the fat *****es buttChorus 2x[rampage]I marks the spot, my flipmode niggas up in the darkBack in the days, I used to spark in 181 parkIm off the hook, you can see my whole outlookIm just another rugged scout straight out from brookNew york ave is where I chill with baressRepresentin mom dukes, gettin shit off my chestGot the 4 pound, desert eagle, smith and wessIts boy scout nigga, you know rockin wit the bestImma hold it down, a hundred dollars a potI wont stop, I drink it to ya very last dropI smack you in the face with a bunch of banaidGot so many styles, I ***** up you and your sensaiIm so so def, Im bout to plan my escapeMy flipmode niggas, we like planets of the apesI wont stop rockin till I get my platinum plateMy group is shuttin shit down like atf and all stateIm showin brothers its my time to rollBecause I am so cold, cold, coldChorus 3x[rampage]The twin tower, I got power to devourA saba emcee thats so depthLyrical expert that *****s up your urban networkRip off ya t-shirt and ya concertYou fade away like son of berzerkBoy scouts an outlaw, I tap ya jawFlipmode take em to warIm on fire, yo saddam past the papayaThe stakes is high, I gag him with barbwireHes a liar, bullets still rest up in his tireIts up on empire, he singin notes like mariahBut what he dont know, boy scout is the illestIm on the scene like bruce willisChorus 6xBling bling, ah ah
