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[Intro]

Uh, yeah

Uh, uh

Uh, uh yeah

No doubt, uh

Ladies and gentlemen

It's the world premiere of the world's greatest

LBS, Rampage the Last Nigga

One time, uh



[Rampage]

When I watch Batman, my favorite man was the Joker

Now I'm runnin kids out the game just like poker

Fuck all you niggas that's commin mediocre

I could rock around a yo-yo, plus smoke ya

And make ya catch a seisure

Now this shit ain't I'm from the milk on Magnesia

You caught a heart attack, ya name is Mike Weever

You die, what? From the two degree fever

Me and my mans, lay it back, smokin cheeba

Straight funk flat, plus I'mma make you a believer

Ya dead on ice, that means you stoned to the freezer

They wanna bury you next to that girl

It's the heavyweight, yo I'm out to bring ruck

Watch you get bucked, pressin ya luck

Your times up, now who's the sub zero

Lockin shit down like Robert DeNiro

It's the Boy Scout, your superhero

What's the info, yes yes I'm a nympho, fuck ya demo

Ya limo, and ya bimbo, from here to the Projects

I get nuff respect

I got a fan base, so I roll correct

Me and Scratch, do it since possin nuff threats

We knockin brothers off the fields like the Mets



Chorus 4.25X: Busta Rhymes



Come in, come in the trip

Makin moves and slip

Get the money & drop

Get my fifth on my hip



[Rampage]

Yo I'm from the mans of the flaps

Where niggas pack gats under their dreads

Still on the corner hustlin crack

I used to boost to Macy's

On Saturday, I used to be at Lacie's

Back then, I thought a nigga couldn't phase me

My mom duke, said to Boy Scout was crazy

I'm 19, I got a baby on the way

Guilt the way I'm going on

I'm hittin brothers every day

From here to Fort Greene, me and my cousin Kareem

I got a scheme, fuck a hope and a dream

I gotta get this cream, roll up with the gangsta lean

Real niggas in the hood, know what I mean

I pack heat, hundred dollar Nike's on my feet

I'm livin like, I'm just another hungry brother in the street

That gotta eat



Chorus 4.25X
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