Rampage, Serious - Flipmode Enemy #1 lyrics
[Rampage, Serious - Flipmode Enemy #1 lyrics]
Yo remember we was goin down to the mall
To get the juniors with some cheesecake
And these crums was in the front
You know what I was sayin
Yo blast what you was kickin to me
On the way to that piece you know?
I'm about to see a mill
You damn right it's real i keep it real
From the school of the hard knocks
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 is here to stay, I won't stop
The feds tried to get me
And were too thru the cops
I'm on the streets, gotta pass heat everyday
Before I leave my vest, yo I got to pray
My nine spray
Get me caught up like boom jakes
I'm in the Bronco with my man Paco
From Puerto Rocko it's all about the indo
Now I'm in the stereo, what's the scenario
I co rock the house and bum rush the show
Alot of MC's wanna go toe with toe
You got me 6 triggered, H20
I'm been flatbushed with my steel on the low
Maintain in the game like a superhero
Yo, I'm still on a run, my uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Flipmode Enemy #1
One, one, one one, one, one
One, one, one
My rhymes is red hot, 210 degrees
Anti Freeze, get these trees count the cheese
Take off them stone wild sleaves
Let me breath
I'm boom bakin over seas, I'm comin thru
Like the Killa Bees high Tech like Japanese
Lyrical lieutenant, Live every minute
I'm bout to shut 'em down boy
Don't forget it
You actin like you still with it
You way ya straight, if you did in the '98
After take two shots to the
Head for the waste
Six ways to split the cake
Rampage is on the tape
On the IRS, now put it around my chest
It's my rebel without a pause
I'm takin yours
In the river like George, just because
Sat it with salad bars and cole slaws
On ya lips
I'm a pilot, I steal ships that flips
Wit the Mo, F ya barcode
And my trunk load to unfold
I'm out to get the gold
My mission is past the globe, get ready
Rock steady, 98 to outbreak
Is it ya life that I take
Is it money that I make
I cut you like beef steak
I'm still on the run, my uzi ways a ton
Because I'm Flipmode Enemy #1
One, one, one one, one, one
One, one, one
Yeah boys, straight to dome
Knock knock nobody's home
Rampage the Last Boy Scout
Straight to ya head
Yo, that's when I said, if Freddy ain't dead
Haha, That's just the way the story goes
That's just the way the story goes
Once again flipmode's the squad
Thats word to God
But every nigga ain't even, it's odd
You know you know rampage the last nigga
O you just can't make it
Yo we got Busta Rhymes, Lord Have Mercy
Spliff By Spliff
You know, and me Serious, ah
What? ah, man, yo yo yo
We losin them Ramp, we losin them
I can't see them, we losin them
To get the juniors with some cheesecake
And these crums was in the front
You know what I was sayin
Yo blast what you was kickin to me
On the way to that piece you know?
I'm about to see a mill
You damn right it's real i keep it real
From the school of the hard knocks
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 is here to stay, I won't stop
The feds tried to get me
And were too thru the cops
I'm on the streets, gotta pass heat everyday
Before I leave my vest, yo I got to pray
My nine spray
Get me caught up like boom jakes
I'm in the Bronco with my man Paco
From Puerto Rocko it's all about the indo
Now I'm in the stereo, what's the scenario
I co rock the house and bum rush the show
Alot of MC's wanna go toe with toe
You got me 6 triggered, H20
I'm been flatbushed with my steel on the low
Maintain in the game like a superhero
Yo, I'm still on a run, my uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Flipmode Enemy #1
One, one, one one, one, one
One, one, one
My rhymes is red hot, 210 degrees
Anti Freeze, get these trees count the cheese
Take off them stone wild sleaves
Let me breath
I'm boom bakin over seas, I'm comin thru
Like the Killa Bees high Tech like Japanese
Lyrical lieutenant, Live every minute
I'm bout to shut 'em down boy
Don't forget it
You actin like you still with it
You way ya straight, if you did in the '98
After take two shots to the
Head for the waste
Six ways to split the cake
Rampage is on the tape
On the IRS, now put it around my chest
It's my rebel without a pause
I'm takin yours
In the river like George, just because
Sat it with salad bars and cole slaws
On ya lips
I'm a pilot, I steal ships that flips
Wit the Mo, F ya barcode
And my trunk load to unfold
I'm out to get the gold
My mission is past the globe, get ready
Rock steady, 98 to outbreak
Is it ya life that I take
Is it money that I make
I cut you like beef steak
I'm still on the run, my uzi ways a ton
Because I'm Flipmode Enemy #1
One, one, one one, one, one
One, one, one
Yeah boys, straight to dome
Knock knock nobody's home
Rampage the Last Boy Scout
Straight to ya head
Yo, that's when I said, if Freddy ain't dead
Haha, That's just the way the story goes
That's just the way the story goes
Once again flipmode's the squad
Thats word to God
But every nigga ain't even, it's odd
You know you know rampage the last nigga
O you just can't make it
Yo we got Busta Rhymes, Lord Have Mercy
Spliff By Spliff
You know, and me Serious, ah
What? ah, man, yo yo yo
We losin them Ramp, we losin them
I can't see them, we losin them