rampage – wild for da night lyrics
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 throw your hands up
all my real live women throw your hands up
all my real strong bustas throw your hands up
all my real live players throw your hands up
check it out, like this y’all
the heavyweight brooklyn bomber that can’t rest
love success, i’m gettin’ money progress
travellin’ for free from state to state
that’s how i get my idea to create
i’m live motivate, i keep on movin’, it’s been fubu
i make def jams like rick rubin
i stay on my tippy toes wreckin’ shows, i’m too slow
you can’t peep my ill flow in this burning zone
keep low like an eskimo
askin’ people, still carry my flow, open the do’
it’s the real outlaw, from flatbush to south sh-r-
givin’ you more and more
i just came home from tour
it’s my time to burn to explore
i’m comin’ through the floor with low x
i’m fully g-ssed to the max movin’ stacks, no fakin’ jacks
i’m the baddest man on the wax
messin’ around with my squad, you get taxed
sh-ttin’ ex-lax, on hot tracks, i can’t relax
breakin’ backs, with my nfl quarterbacks
flipmode deep we bring good things to light
put down your gun and light
i’m in it to win it, plus i’m wildin’ for da night
all my m-th-f-ckas in the place to be
you feel right, throw your hands up
we gettin’ wild for da night
n-gg-s in the place, if you wanna fight
serious let’s get busy ‘cuz we
wild for da night
my flipmode n-gg-s gettin’
wild for da night
n-gg-s in new york gettin’
wild for da night
my n-gg-s in the west gettin’
wild for da night
n-gg-s in the world gettin’
wild for da night
my n-gg-s uptown, just throw your hands up, in the place
if you feel right we gettin’
wild for da night
throw your hands up we gettin’
wild for da night
n-gg-s ‘cross the land gettin’
wild for da night
my peoples downtown they gettin’
wild for da night
uhh, yo i’m top billin makin a killin’
flip a script like terri mcmillan
i can’t help the way i’m feelin’
caps is fillin’, drugs is dealin’
my thug n-gg-s keep illin’
rampage is higher than the ceiling
mad appealing brothers who dealin’ from brownsville and
i’m ready and willing i’m playin’ lock and chase
you can get my black race
bet i, hesitates, i’m movin’ cash like chase
you about to get laced fifteen across your face
you at the wrong place, you at the wrong time
you didn’t use your third vision mind, you sippin’ wine
your vision is blind, no you can’t see the victory
you in the street it’s gettin’ deep
you rolled up with the wrong peeps, you’re the black sheep
you won’t protest, drop when your little brother got shot
it’s gettin’ hot, now you back around the way
with the same clothes, plus your b-m hoes that you chose
they gave up your whereabouts, where you hang out
who you hang wit’, now you gotta get your dome split
you wildin’ for da night
all my m-th-f-ckas from across the land
we feelin’ right, ‘cuz you know we gettin’
wild for da night
all my n-gg-s across the sea and the earth
yo you know we comin’ through we gettin’
wild for da night
my flipmode n-gg-s gettin’
wild for da night
my outta state n-gg-s gettin’
wild for da night
my cross country n-gg-s gettin’
wild for da night
you know we gettin’
wild for da night
you know we gettin’
wild for da night
throw your hands in the air if you wanna fight
feel right, ‘cuz you know we gettin’
wild for da night
yes, i’m gettin’ down in the place to be
flipmode squad, yo, we gettin’
wild for da night
my rampage n-gg- gettin’
wild for da night
all of my real live n-gg-s gettin’
wild for da night
my s-xy -ss b-tches gettin’
wild for da night
all my people across the land and sea
feel right, ‘cuz you know we gettin’
wild for da night
throw up your fist and feel right ‘cuz it’s time to fight
m-th-f-cka, we gettin’
wild for da night
war time n-gg-s gettin’
wild for da night
freaky m-th-f-ckas gettin’
wild for da night
all my buckshot-gun-in-the-air
m-th-f-ckas in the place, you know, we gettin’
wild for da night
my flipmode n-gg-s gettin’
wild for da night
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