[Rampage]
 Yo  it's 3:25 in the morning
 My baby mom still yawning
 Kiss my little daughter on the forehead
 'Nuf said  beeper goes off
 Five hundred  it's Busta Bust
 In God We Trust another one bites the dust
 [Busta]
 Hey Ramp  fuck that!
 I was 'bout to see this cat
 Some niggas pulled up in a black suburban jumped out the back
 Tried to put it on me while we fighting over the gat
 The way them niggas tried to play me son, them niggas is wack
 Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it's only right to react
 Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - face flat
 [Rampage]
 Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm down
 I'll be there in twenty minutes
 Uptown 1-51 at St. Nick
 I'm there quick
 I tell my baby mom I got's to go
 I walked out the do' then grabbed the two nines out the flo'
 Driving through South, yo, we takin' niggas war
 [Busta]
 Still on the run
 Always running for cover when its necessary
 I'm out numbered for now
 But all that shit is temporary
 Fuck with the wrong clik, the way we get down
 If your violatin', leavin you lost, you never be found
 Number whatever on missing persons
 Any minute them niggas gon' feel blast of my squads gats bursting
 [Rampage]
 I through the tri-borough bridge
 In my fat land with my two nines and my mans
 I'ma second from the spot
 I cross the street from the parking lot
 My trigger finger is hot
 I'm seeing Bust in a phone booth
 Niggas on the roofs
 Spiff Star is in the range
 The atmosphere change
 Lord's in the forerunner with machine guns, big ones
 [Busta]
 Now we 'bout to have mad fun
 Me and the whole squad meet up,
 Know shit about to heat up
 Went the whole entire street up
 Blast from the car seat-er
 My enemies wouldn't even wanna be you
 I see you, hunting me down
 I knowing that my crew arrive
 We gon' see who be the last alive
 While we creep all over the place
 Looking for space
 In case, see him, rinse my whole clip up in his face
 As my squad hold they post down
 We patiently waiting for them to pass through
 Carefully timing the way we put it on their whole crew
 [Rampage]
 Aeiyo, Bust give me the queue
 I'm here for you, close to you
 Blood in and blood out
 We goin' all out, bullets just ringing out
 Guns is just spraying out
 Yo Bust, hit the dirt layflat
 You my nigga to the end I gotcha back
 Turn around quick
 [Busta]
 Oh shit!
 You started blasting, grazed me on the hip
 Lord Have Mercy dumped five on a nigga
 Suck his whole shit, his whole crew busting
 Shit ain't going according to plan
 Goddamn, my shit jam
 Nigga standing right behind me
 I think I'm caught up on a creep
 I think I need to prayer to Lord, my soul to keep
 Dis nigga about to fry my head
 My crew burst into a rage
 Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
 Yo, Rampage
 [Rampage]
 Aeiyo, I see them niggas coming, now I'm dumbing
 We dead three niggas already the next two we leaving bloody
 [Busta]
 So much drama over this fucking money
 The way this situation end it wasn't even funny
 Trying to rob this nigga because I was fucking hungry
 But if you try to test let's blast a nigga in a hurry
 Me and my squad bounce and left the fucking scene ugly
 [Anthony Hamilton & The Chosen Generation]:
 Things we be doin' for money
 Livin' in the street when you're hungry
 The way you start to live it ain't funny, no, no
 Living day to day but don't live for tomorrow
 Things we be doin' for money
 Livin' in the street when you're hungry
 The way you start to live it ain't funny, no, no
 Living day to day but don't live for tomorrow
 Things we be doin' for money
 Livin' in the street when you're hungry
 The way you start to live it ain't funny, no, no
 Living day to day but don't live for tomorrow