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Lyrics for Rampage by EPMD:
| | | Artist: | EPMD |
| | Album: | Business As Usual | | Track: | Rampage | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 70 | | | | Lyrics: | Featuring LL Cool J]
Slow down baby uhh
Slow down baby uhh
You can get
rugged though hard like P
Trying to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You
faggot to comp rapper on a quest
You get your head flown boy you must be smokin' sens
So many often wonder if MDs paid
You're goddamn right punk stay outta my way
'Cause I clock Gs while you clock Zs
And I don't smoke crack I smoke M.C.s
So pick up a pen cop a squat, and take notes
A rapper suffred from bleeding, sprains and
slit throats
My style deadly psychopath or schizophrenic
Rapper choke like a
curburetor, freeze up, and panic
'Cause I clock pesos, don't sell ileyo
Another name
for cocaine, mi amigo
That's Spanish terminology for friend
Now sit back and rub my
bozack as I send
Bass funk with beats that thump
Kickers and amps cold lined up in
my trunk
My system cranking, my headlights are blinkin'
Brother ridin' my tip, L, at
the same time thinkin'
Damn, how could a brother be so nice
'Cause I'm the capital
E-P twice M-D-E twice
I choose to squeeze, some choose to fight
I like to write but
then again some bite
While you were bangin' on tables, I was bangin' Snow White
Yeah
slow down baby
The ripper, the master, the overlordian
Playing M.C.s like a old
accordion
I get the inspiration from a necessary station
Them sayin' I was
vacationin'
You can't cope with your weak-ass throat
Tryin' 'a sneak a peak in while
I freak the notes
Major M.C.s become minor B flats
So retire the mike, get your
chains and your bats
Here's your chance to advance, gettin' your stance
I'm 'a shoot
the holster off your cowboy pants
Pure entertainment, tonight's your arraignment
You're quilty, face down on the pavement
No holds barred, it's time to get scarred
You and your squad better praise the real god
The undertaker droppin' thunder on fakers
When it comes to lyrics I'm as freaky as Seka
So lay the mike down slow and careful
'Cause mine is fully loaded and I have another handful
A clip to slip in and start
rippin'
Divin' and dippin' and givin' punks a whippin'
Just in case you wanna go a
few rounds and so
I'm down so that you clowns will know
Me gettin' burnt or hurt
won't be tolerated
I got rhymes up the (huh) forget it, I'm constipated
Yeah slow
down baby
When I come around homeboy, watch your nugget
I master on the beat down,
my style's rugged
When I attack the microphone, close the zone
Rap sees danger,
can't roam
Security is packed and wall to wall can't fall
A rap tank is full so I
can't stall
My microphone is filled with premium
Any whack M.C. that flexes, I'm
creamin' 'em
Not with lotion, bust the motion, flotation
When I'm rockin' the mike
I'm like coastin'
Underneath fatigue at my peak
You still 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 down baby
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