Run For Cover Lyrics by Flipmode Squad

Run For Cover Lyrics


    -rampage intro talk-

    Yeah, niggas want to talk shit.. in the muthafucking room
    I got something for your motherfucking ass...check it out

    -rampage verse-

    Rampage im coming express through your chest
    In the lex-gs, stop talking bs
    My watch is still flooded
    850 for the budget
    Im rugged, cats get gutted, rhyme then stab
    Send their rusty ass friend to the lab
    You's a crab, i take mines off the top like fab
    Hit you with a jab for the 98
    Number one in billboard with the triangle shape
    Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you cats get scrape
    Rampage alexander the great
    -1st rampage chorus-
    What
    Better run for cover for its too late
    What
    You know we got it locked way out of state
    What
    -rah digga verse-
    Now whose the chick to come ice the cake
    Put it through everybody on my licence plate (aight)
    Ripping mc's then got a rap chick fiending (fiending)
    Celine type creaming (creaming)
    Make them rappers poof like them crackers did keenen
    Meaning i run that, waiting on mine like im the ll comeback
    Wack rappers crawled out from holes
    Now you souped cuz you slithered up the todem pole
    Flipmode squad affiliate of of time-warner
    Send all you punks back to decorate the corner
    -second rampage chorus-
    Better run for cover for its too late
    What
    You know we got it locked way out of state
    What
    -spliff star-
    Now baby sham take the safety off hold
    -baby sham verse-
    There's alot of fake cats that jump in their mans rolls
    Come to my show with these fake wallos
    Turqoise hid invoiced with plans to blow
    See me backstage with the gauge upholds my pantsleg
    Hand made suits contracts is in the briefcase
    Life negotiate so when i split these pies
    Im sexing your dime
    Flow for flow batteling rhymes
    Talking some crime
    Now i gotta split your time (what what)
    Get your shit pushed back like these seats recline (yeah)

    -repeat second rampage chorus-

    -spliff star verse-
    Sliff star throw on my scully tipping my brim (uh huh)
    Stand on the street corner scuffing up my timbs
    Take off my jacket
    Pack the four fith cause a racket (thats right)
    Freaky fella
    Jimmy swaggert (wha)
    Kill a sucka
    Brothers had it (ha)
    Contradiction crucifiction
    False leadership richard nixon
    Bouncing and switching the lanes all up in the range
    Heres a fifty for twenty dollars of gas gimme my change!

    -repeat second rampage chorus 2x-

    -lord have mercy verse-
    Hey its the worlds famous international
    Sinner irational (ha)
    Nigga who dance with wolves (*wolf howl*)
    Masterful bash skulls
    Crack axles peel out in black fords (*tire screech*)
    Splatter brains on dashports
    Start anthrax wars
    See's cast like task force die on a cross (ha)
    July 4th blow your hands off (blaaoow!)
    Special delivery
    Jam cause with ghetto misery when im killabrese of canine
    Last name heard it through the grapevine
    Killing your blood millineum bug
    United states divide with hate crimes
    Roll snake eyes
    In the concrete jungle of hell
    While lord have stays super like the son of jor-el

    -rampage chorus changed order-
    What
    You know we got it locked way out of state
    What
    Better run for cover for its too late
    What
    You know we got it locked way out of state
    What

    -busta rhymes verse-
    I be the last nigga
    The quick to bust your ass niggas
    Do anything in this world to get the cash niggas
    I might even get mad and even slash niggas
    Rob them and get away in a car and crash niggas
    Whats the world gonna do when i drop the smash nigga
    Iron all in your face dont make me pull the trigga
    Another reason for me to have to poor my own swigga
    Thought i was posing for word up but a fed took my picture
    Surgeon general i represent the underneath
    The ask for shit beef
    The worlds greatest fucking thief
    Brick layer hardcore smash your front teeth
    Wilding it straight giving their mother mad grief
    Rob a nigga strip him down leave him in his briefs
    Do so much dirt the priest asked me to turn another leaf
    Made the priest flip change his whole belief
    Started wildin in the club with them niggas starting beef
    Act fool

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