Rampage:

Yoit s 3:25 in the morning
My baby mom still yawning
Kiss my little daughter on the forehead
Nuf saidbeeper goes off
Five hundredit s Busta Bust
In God We Trust another one bites the dust
Busta:

Hey Rampfuck that!
I was bout to see this cat
Some niggas pulled up in a black suburban jumped out the back
Tried to put it on me while we fighting over the gat
The way them niggas tried to play me sonthem niggas is wack
AeiyoRampyoyou know it s only right to react
Call the whole squadlet s lay these niggas down - face flat
AeiyoBustchillcalm down
I ll be there in twenty minutes
Uptown 1-51 at St. Nick
I m there quick
I tell my baby mom I got s to go
I walked out the do then grabbed the two nines out the flo
Driving through Southyowe takin niggas war
Still on the run
Always running for cover when its necessary
I m out numbered for now
But all that shit is temporary
Fuck with the wrong clikthe way we get down
If your violatin leavin you lostyou never be found
Number whatever on missing persons
Any minute them niggas gon feel blast of my squads gats bursting
I through the tri-borough bridge
In my fat land with my two nines and my mans
I ma second from the spot
I cross the street from the parking lot
My trigger finger is hot
I m seeing Bust in a phone booth
Niggas on the roofs
Spiff Star is in the range
The atmosphere change
Lord s in the forerunner with machine gunsbig ones
Now we bout to have mad fun
Me and the whole squad meet up
Know shit about to heat up
Went the whole entire street up
Blast from the car seat-er
My enemies wouldn t even wanna be you
I see youhunting me down
I knowing that my crew arrive
We gon see who be the last alive
While we creep all over the place
Looking for space
In casesee himrinse my whole clip up in his face
As my squad hold they post down
We patiently waiting for them to pass through
Carefully timing the way we put it on their whole crew
AeiyoBust give me the queue
I m here for youclose to you
Blood in and blood out
We goin all outbullets just ringing out
Guns is just spraying out
Yo Busthit the dirt layflat
You my nigga to the end I gotcha back
Turn around quick
Oh shit!
You started blastinggrazed me on the hip
Lord Have Mercy dumped five on a nigga
Suck his whole shithis whole crew busting
Shit ain t going according to plan
Goddamnmy shit jam
Nigga standing right behind me
I think I m caught up on a creep
I think I need to prayer to Lordmy soul to keep
Dis nigga about to fry my head
My crew burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this niggaputting two inside his rib cage
YoRampage
AeiyoI see them niggas comingnow I m dumbing
We dead three niggas already the next two we leaving bloody
So much drama over this fucking money
The way this situation end it wasn t even funny
Trying to rob this nigga because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test let s blast a nigga in a hurry
Me and my squad bounce and left the fucking scene ugly

Anthony Hamilton & The Chosen Generation:
Things we be doin for money
Livin in the street when you re hungry
The way you start to live it ain t funnynono
Living day to day but don t live for tomorrow
Things we be doin for money
Livin in the street when you re hungry
The way you start to live it ain t funnynono
Living day to day but don t live for tomorrow

Things we be doin for money
Livin in the street when you re hungry
The way you start to live it ain t funnynono
Living day to day but don t live for tomorrow

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