Run for Cover

(Yeah)

Yeah, motherfuckers, wanna talk shit in the motherfuckin' room

I got somethin' for your motherfuckin' ass, ****, check it out

Rampage I'm comin', express through yo' chest (Chest)

In yo' Lex-GS, stop talkin' BS

My watch is still flooded (What), 850 for the budget

I'm rugged (Uh), cats get gutted, robbed then stabbed (Stabbed)

Send they rusty ass straight to the lab

You's a crab (Uh), I take mines off the top like Fab (Uh)

Hit you with a jab for the '98 (Uh)

Number one in Billboard with the triangle shape

Flipmode on every mixtape (Uh), watch you cats get scrape

Rampage, Alexander the great (What!)

**** run for cover 'fore its too late

(What!)

You know we got it locked way out of state

(What!)

(Now!) Who the chick to come ice the cake

Where the fuck all y'all on my licence plate (Type shit)

Shittin' on **** done got a rap bitch fiendin' (Fiendin')

Celine type creamin' (Creamin')

Make them rappers poof like them crackers did Keenan

Meanin', I run that, waitin' on mine like I'm the LL comeback (Huh)

Corny ass, crawled out some hole

Now you souped 'cause you slither up the totem pole (What?)

Flipmode Squad affiliate of Time-Warner (Yeah)

Send all you fucks back to decorate the corner

**** run for cover 'fore its too late

(What!)

You know we got it locked way out of state

(What!)

Now Baby Sham, (What?) take (Yeah) the safety off hold

There's a lot of fake cats that jump in they man's Rolls (Word up)

Come to my show with these (Yeah) fake wallow's

Turqoise (What?) hid invoiced with plans to blow

See me backstage with the gauge (What), that pulls my pants leg

Hand made suits (Uh), contracts is in the briefcase

Life negotiate so when I split these pies

I'm fuckin' your dimes!

Flow for flow, battlin' rhymes

Talkin' some crime

Now I gotta split your time (What, what?)

Get your shit pushed back like these seats recline (Yeah)

**** run for cover 'fore its too late

(What!)

You know we got it locked way out of state

(What!)

Spliff Star, throw on my scully, tippin' my brim (Uh-huh)

Stand on the Street corner scuffin' up my Timbs

Take off my jacket

Pack the four-fifth, cause a racket (That's right, hah)

Freaky ****

Jimmy Swaggart (What?)

Kill a fucka (Ugh)

**** had it (Hah)

Contradiction (Uh!), crucifiction

False Leadership Richard Nixon

Bouncin' and switchin' the lanes all up in the Range

Here's a fifty for twenty dollars of gas, gimme my change!

**** run for cover 'fore its too late

(What!)

You know we got it locked way out of state

(What!)

**** run for cover 'fore its too late

(What!)

You know we got it locked way out of state

(What!)

Fuck yes, the World's famous international

Sinner irrational

**** who dance with wolves [****Wolf howl****]

Masterful bash skulls

Crack axles, peel out in black Fords [*Tire screech*]

Splatter brains on dashboards

Start anthrax wars

See's cast like task force, die on a cross (Hah)

July 4th, blow your hands off (Blaaoow!)

Special delivery

Jam cause with ghetto misery (Yeah, yeah, praise God)

When I'm killabrese of canines (Ahh)

Last names, heard it through the grapevine (Ahh)

Killin' your blood, millennium 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

(What!)

You know we got it locked way out of state

(What!)

**** run for cover for its too late

(What!)

You know we got it locked way out of state

(What!)

I be the last ****

The quick to bust your ass ****

Do anything in this world to get the cash ****

I might even get mad and even slash a ****

Rob 'em and get away in a car and crash, ****

Fuck the world gon' do when I drop the smash, ****?

Iron all in your face, don't make me pull the trigger

Another reason for me to have to poor my own swig a'

Thought I was posin' for word up, but a fed took my picture

Surgeon general I represent the underneath

They ask my **** Keith, the worlds greatest fuckin' thief

Brick layer hardcore smash your front teeth

**** is wildin' and straight givin' they mother mad grief

Rob a ****, strip him down, leave him in his brief

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 **** that start beef

(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)

Act fool