Run For Cover Flipmode Squad

[Intro: Rampage]
(Yeah)
Yeah, motherfuckers, wanna talk shit in the motherfuckin' room
I got somethin' for your motherfuckin' ass, nigga, check it out

[Verse 1: Rampage]
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!)

[Chorus: Rampage]
Niggas run for cover 'fore its too late
(What!)
You know we got it locked way out of state
(What!)

[Verse 2: Rah Digga]
(Now!) Who the chick to come ice the cake
Where the fuck all y'all on my licence plate (Type shit)
Shittin' on niggas 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