Get the Money and Dip Rampage (Ft. Busta Rhymes)

[Produced by DJ Scratch]

[Intro: Rampage]
Uh, yeah
Uh, uh!
Uh, uh, yeah
No doubt, uh
Ladies and gentlemen
It's the world premiere of the world's greatest
LBS, Rampage the Last Nigga
One time, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Rampage | Busta Rhymes]
When I watch Batman (Uh!), my favorite man was the Joker (Joker)
Now I'm runnin' kids out the game just like poker (Poker)
Fuck all you niggas (Uh!) that's comin' mediocre (-ocre)
I could rock around a yo-yo, plus smoke ya (Smoke ya)
I make you catch a seizure (Uh!)
Know this shit and I'm from the milk on Magnesia (Uh!)
You caught a heart attack, your name is Mike Weever (Weever)
You died what? From the two degree fever (Fever, uh!)
Me and my mans, lay it back, smokin' cheeba (Cheeba)
Straight from Flatbush (Uh!), I'ma make you a believer (Uh)
You dead on ice, that means you stoned to the freezer (Uh!)
They wanna bury you next to that girl Eva (Uh!)
It's the heavyweight, yo, I'm out to bring ruck' (Ruck!), watch you get bucked
Pressin' your luck, your time's up (Uh!), now who's the sub zero? (Uh!)
Lockin' shit down like Robert DeNiro
It's the Boy Scout, your superhero (Hero), what's the info? (Info)
Yes, yes, I'm a [?], fuck your demo (Uh!)
Yo' limo (Uh!), and yo' memo (Memo)
From here to the Projects I get 'nuff respect (-spect)
I got a fan base (Base), so I roll correct
Me and Scratch do it (Uh) since possin 'nuff threats (Ayoyoyoyo)
We knockin' brothers (Uh, uh) off the fields like the Mets (Mets, yah, yah)