Rampage

Slow down baby Cause you can get rugged, tough, hard like P Tried to play my man but you couldn't touch me You faggot, no comp' rapper on a quest To get your head flown boy, you must be loc' on sess Cause many often wonder is M.D. paid You're God damn right punk, stay outta my way Cause I clock G's while you clock Z's And I don't smoke crack, I smoke MC's So pick up a pen, cop a squat, and take note A rapper suffered from bleedin, sprains and slit throats Cause my style, deadly psychopath schizophrenic A rapper choke like a carburetor, freeze up and panic Cause I clock pesos, don't sell llello 'Nother word for cocaine mi amigo That's Spanish, terminology for friend Now sit back and ride my bozack as I send Bass funk, with beats that thump For speakers and amps, cold lined up in my trunk My system's crankin my headlights are blinkin Brothers ridin my tip L, at the same time thinkin DAMN How could a brother be so nice? Cause I'm the capital, P-E twice, M-D-E twice I choose to squeeze, some choose to fight I like to write but then again some bite And while you was bangin on tables; I was bangin Snow White P! Slow down baby The Ripper, the master, the overlordian' Playing MC's like a old accordion I get the inspiration from unnecessary station Them sayin I was vacationin' You can't quote with your weaker throat Tryin to sneak a peek at how I freak the notes Major MC's become minor B-flats So retire the mic, get your chains and your bats Here's your chance to advance, get in your stance I shoot the holster off your cowboy pants Pure entertainment, tonight's your arraignment You're guilty - 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 mic down slow and careful Cause mine is fully loaded and I got another handful A clip to slip in and start rippin' Divin' and dippin' and givin punks a whippin' (aww shit) Just in case you wanna go a few rounds or so I'm down so that you clowns'll know Me gettin burnt or hurt won't be tolerated I got rhymes up the huh forget it I'm constipated L! Slow down baby When I come around homeboy, watch your nugget A master on the beatdown, my style's rugged When I attack the microphone, close the zone Rap sees danger, can't roam Security's 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 MC that flexes, I'm creamin' him Not with lotion, bust the motion Flotation when I rock on the mic, I'm like coastin' I'm unique, fatigued at my peak you still seek A style cause yours extra weak New method, to rip the stage at my age And get loose and kick, like Bruce in a rage I'm on a rampage Slow down baby