Ayo Rah who dat nigga?
Rah Digga , Rampage
Yo man
The word on the street is Flipmode has arisen
True , aight
There's alotta player haters that's tryin na playa hate y'all
Fuck outta here , word up
Do you have something to say Rah Digga?
Motherfucking right , ayo Rah yo Rah yo Rah
Bitches write her own rhymes what niggas aint fucking wit us
Rah , yo check it Rah
Cool like

[Rah Digga]
What
Talked about who rips it right
Always keep a crowd goin like a schoolyard fight
Always hold it down lovely when it's time to bulid
Been doin musical chairs like Levert, Sweat, and Gill
Who doubt me niggas on the internet shout me
Playin me close or leave your bitter house stout b
Pullin chips if it's a bet you want
I'll demolish you and your fuckin debutom boy
Talkin bout she rap now y'all niggas is sick
I'll be milky like ways
Free Speech For The Dumb lyrics

Originally performed by Discharge
Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free fucking speech
 or milky like wick or
Whatever type phrase rappers choose to model
I'll take it right from you then have my peoples rob you
Flunky , all the stations gon pump me
Street shit I show another face like humpty
Niggas , that's my word is bon
We gon hit you with the heat like you motherfucking Spawn

CHORUS: Rampage and Rah Digga
This is what happens
When you fuck with my clique
This is what happens
When you bitin niggas shit
This is what happens
When you can't make a hit
This is what happens , this is what happens , this is what happens
When you fuckin wit my crew
This is what happens
What a nigga 'posed to do
This is what happens
We got street shit to
This is what happens , this is what happens

[Rampage]
Nowadays MC's get kicked to the curb (curb)
Rampage I'ma spark y'all that's my word
Me and Digga we in the game that's superb (perb)
Gettin all
A Minute For Your Son lyrics

You got a minute for your son, Father?
I need to talk I?m so tired of trying to run, Father
Let?s take a walk I?m so sorry for whut I?ve done, Father
It ain?t my fault The devil?s been on my back lately He?s like a hawk
You never give us more than we can handle But it?s gettin hard
And I?m a strong individual But i need you, God
A lot of things that I used to I don?t wanna
Runnin tha streets lik
 the money and plaques on reserve (uh)
When I'm in Y.O. with Swizz and the Ruff Ryders (or)
I'm chillin in the Bricks with Zee and the Outsidaz (sidaz)
All you other cliques be frontin y'all dick riders (riders)
You damn right I got the whole enchiladas (ladas)
Drinkin iced teas plus , pina coladas (ladas)
My Flipmode niggas we be the Brooklyn Globetrotters (trotters)
Now I'm seein chips like Erica Strata
Yo my favorite rap album was Tribe, Midnight Marauders (uh)
I'm takin you back like Afrikaa Bambattaa
I'm hittin you , hittin you with the force (force)
Catch me in the VIBE , Rap City , or The Source
Source , source , source
Motherfucker

CHORUS

[Rampage]
Rampage , I'm the biggest thing in life (life)
Don Juan , shut down your pentagon (gon)
Watch me get the millions , with my Flipmode affilions
Like Vodka , fuck up your liver watch I deliv
Time On My Hands lyrics


Harold Adamson / Mack Gordon / Vincent Youmans Time on my hands, you in my armsNothing but love in viewThen if you fall, once and for allI'll see my dreams come trueMoments to spareWith someone you care torOne love affair for twoAnd so with time on my handsAnd you in my armsAnd love in my heart all for you

er (liver)
Your body decompose in the river
Pass through like cold breeze feel your body shiver (shiver)
Microphone killer, finga on the trigga , Ramp to Rah Digga

[Rah Digga]
Digga
Gotta stay focused can't lose the drive
Help my moms and my pops quit they nine to five
Get it now for the c case I don't survive
That's why (that's why) that's why (that's why)
I'ma take all the crap that be in this game
And don't think I'm a bitch or succumb to fame
If I'm puffin on lah don't remember your name
That's why (that's why) that's why (that's why)

CHORUS

This is what happens
Yeah it's gon happen , its gon happen (y'know what I'm sayin)
Rah Digga , Rah Digga
Rampage the lieutenant , what
DJ Scratch , Scratch baby , forever
Huh , spliff a spliff huh they can't touch us
Flipmode Squad can't touch us
We comin for your ass , comin for your ass
Yeah