Beware of the Rampsack Rampage

[Verse 1]
I can fall from a building and fall from the sky
Make a rapper wanna know why, who's the fall guy?
A lot of people wanted to know, what I was comin with
The buzz was that the Boy Scout was the shit
Now I got to maintain in my rapper brain
Put a rapper rapper to shame, what's my effin name?
The Boy Scout, Rampage, still makes the hits
Straight from the Dungeon Shack with the rugged
Don't even hold me back my brain it start to work
I make, others do the dirt, because the Boy Scout, is the expert
I'm rated six from the new school ford, I'm the microphone lord
Don't cock block me, and put it on record
Cause you would get gunned down, in a blood bath
Niggas don't know the half, the Boy Scout got a craft
Death to all, I'm havin a ball, watchin motherfuckers fall
That's the way it is when ya bounce the ball
Nuthin but the dog in me, I'm smokin niggas like a chimney
Me and the Boy Scouts with the remedy
Pull up a chair it's a world premier, I'm about to bring it here
Just like 2 Black Guyz great, and I'm swift
I be the dope nigga for the nine-four
And I'm kickin down doors, score with a metaphor
With my knapsack raps and my funky fly tracks
Beware of the rampsack