Busta Rhymes, Rah Digga - Just Another Day @ The Range lyrics

Mick Boogie, let’s go flipmode, bitch
Rest in peace, Dilla rest in peace, Dilla
Rest in peace, Dilla (Uh, uh, yeah)
Bustin’ shots for you, my nigga
(Just another day)

Just another day at the range
I’m lickin’ off shots, just perfecting my aim
Can’t be gettin’ too caught up in the game
Even worse when ya gotcha self
A little bit of fame so I go to the range

I put a couple rounds in the chamb
Visions of my little cousin on the corner
Slain now I’m squeezin’ the thang
I could easily bang
Tryina keep all that evil shit
Outta my frame that’s why I go to the range
I see some rednecks with shit
I can’t even name
Sayin to myself I better do it the same
Revolution comin’ – shit it already came
They called it "A hurricane
" that’s why I got to the range
300 mag oughtta ease the pain
One-shot mami, betta stay in ya lane
Cuz I don’t gotta kill you
I could leave you maimed
You know what I’m sayin’?
Bullets do have names (yeah, yeah)
That’s why I go to the range (yeah, yeah)

Just another day at the range
Cuz practice makes perfect, nigga
Ain’t nothin’ changed
I mastered killin’ shit
That’s why you look at me strange
Especially the opposable is
Damage-up ya frame
That’s why I go to the range
See how a nigga playin’ the game
Rep for any battlefield
‘specially defendin’ my name
I’m the one that they blame
They speculation is lame
That shit is bug when nigga’s talkin’
Ain’t got nothin to gain
That’s why I go to the range
When-ILock the streets hope you niggas
Hear what I’m sayin’
And the fact that I’m here
The very reason I came dominate the hood
You see it’s simple and plain
It ain’t nothin’ but just a thang
The way I’m comin’ to claim
Nigga’s gona take the crown I’m here
To put you to shame
I'm mastermind to spit you niggas
Know I’m the brain got the hardcore shit
I got ‘em feelin’ my pain
So make me a lane, I got ‘em goin’ insane
(Huh)
Hater’s make a nigga go to the range (Ha)
Huh, check it is

Just another day at the range
I’m lickin’ off shots, just perfecting my aim
Can’t be gettin’ too caught up in the game
Even worse when ya gotcha self
A little bit of fame so I go to the range