Correction Paroles Rampage (Remix Radio Edit) par Pete Rock

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Yeah, gon' be fly, though
Yeah
Funky
Record mode
Yeah
Slow down, baby, uh
Slow down, baby, uh
Slow down, baby, yeah, uh
Slow down, baby
(Yeah, LL Cool J in the house, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Slow down, baby
(EPMD in effect, snappin' necks, cashin' large checks)
Slow down, baby
(All non-believers can cold get the d**k, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Slow down, baby
('Cause this the daddy mack, king of the bozack)
Slow down, baby
(All my friends knows that)
Slow down, baby
(Mix the master down)
Slow down
(As I kick it like this)
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby

You can get rugged, tough, hard like P
Trying to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You faggot, no comp rapper on a quest
You get your head flown, boy you must be smokin' sess
So many often wonder if MD's paid
You're goddamn right, punk, stay outta my way
'Cause I clock G's while you clock Z's
And I don't smoke crack (What?), I smoke MC's
So pick up a pen, cop a squat, and take notes
A rapper suffered from bleeding, sprains and slit throats
My style deadly psychopath schizophrenic
Rapper choke like a carburetor, freeze up, and panic
'Cause I clock pesos, don't sell llelo
Another name 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 kickers and amps cold lined up in my trunk
My system crankin', my headlights are blinkin'
Brother ridin' my tip, L, and at the same time thinkin'
Damn (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 were bangin' on tables, I was bangin' Snow White
Peace

"I'm on a rampage"
Yeah, slow down, baby
Yeah, slow down, baby
Yeah, slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
"I'm on a rampage"

The ripper, the master, the overlordian
Playing MC's like a old accordion
I get the inspiration from a necessary station
Them sayin' I was vacationin'
You can't cope with your weak-ass throat
Tryna sneak a peak 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 quilty, 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 have another handful
A clip to slip in and start rippin'
Divin' and dippin' and givin' punks a whippin'
Just in case you wanna go a few rounds or so
I'm down so that you clowns will know
Me gettin' burnt or hurt won't be tolerated
I got rhymes up the (huh) forget it, I'm constipated
L

"I'm on a rampage"
Slow down, baby
Ah yeah, slow down, baby
Yeah, slow down, baby
(E Double in the house)
"I'm on a rampage"

When I come around, homeboy, watch your nugget
I master on the beatdown, my style's rugged
When I attack the microphone, close the zone
Rap sees danger, can't roam
Security is 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 wack MC that flexes, I'm creamin' 'em
Not with lotion, bust the motion, flotation
When I'm rockin' the mic I'm like coastin'
I'm unique for tique at my peak
You still seek a style 'cause yours extra weak
New method, and rip the stage at my age
And get loose and kick like Bruce in a rage
I'm on a rampage

"I'm on a rampage"
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
"I'm on a rampage"
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
Slow down, baby
"Rampage"
Slow down, baby
"Rampage"
Slow down, baby
"Rampage"
Slow down, baby

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