Interview Interlude: [I]- Interviewer [R]- Rampage [I] Hi I'm sittin here with Rampage Whose album is comin out tomorrow [R] I feel great *beat kicks
I'm wit ya, Flipmode, check it out Fuck the jacks Rampage the talk of the town The stalker of New York that fucks up the underground Rampage the talk
Flipmode, so sweet Rock rock ya'll, it don't stop ya'll Rock rock ya'll, it don't stop ya'll (Rampage and 702) Rock rock ya'll and to the top ya'll
Uh, check it out No doubt son Flatbush nigga Yes yes y'all It's that Hall Of Fame joint This how we do it, tell em son Aiyo I pack more students, than
The brown skinned brother with dreadlocks That's that's stickin up barber shops and jewelry shops, fuck it Somebody gotta get dropped, that's my word on hip hop Rampage
ya high smokin' Weed and Hash Yo, it's all about fun sex and drugs Makin' more money than all your rap thugs I'm seein' broads and panties passed around Rampage
it down to the dozen, I be with awesome shit I even live with all my fuckin girl cousin I lived in mountain nigga, Rampage is the bomb 'cause I'm tell ya, Rampage
It's Atiya, Richard of Flatbush Speak up The word on the street is the Rampage return One time, two times, three times, four times All my real live soldiers
I seen many mc's getten laid to rest Under stress, shot through they're bullet proof vest Now you wanna be hardcore You were never an outlaw Until you
Intro: Rampage It's like that, It's like that son Yea, it's how we do it Chorus 2X: Rampage [Meka] [So what ya sayin son?] I'm a Conquer Da World I'm
age It's a teenage rampage Turn another page On the teenage rampage now So, recognize your age It's a teenage rampage Turn another page On the teenage rampage
I'm on a murderous rampage (Pog's goin' down) I've got Pogs' on the ground (Cogs slowin' down) I'll kill those Horsechips (Chips in the mulch) Now I see
seek the style 'cause yours is extra weak New method, rip the stage at my age and get loose and kick Like Bruce in a rage-I'm on a rampage Yeah slow
Insane, the lust for murder Savage, sadistic torture Roaming the streets of darkness Searching for helpless victims Sharpened knife, blade is gleaming
There's no saints in the world today before my blade there are no exceptions I gather my troops for the final kill the western world will be gone tomorrow
age it's a teenage rampage Turn another page on the teenage rampage now So recognise your age it's a teenage rampage Turn another page on the teenage rampage
Neurotica you player and daughter of mine, Don't you think i know what's all behind I suck on your evil punches that my grants soul tumble and roll, You
making us do what we don't want, making me say I'm moving on. Must be the angels on a rampage. Must be the angels on a rampage. It must be the angels on a rampage