Funkmaster Flex - Wild for the Night - Rampage lyrics

[Rampage]

It's Atiya, Richard of Flatbush

Speak up

The word on the street is the Rampage return

Uh

[Busta]

Hah, one time, two times, three times (no doubt), four times

All my real live soldiers throw your hands up

All my real live women throw your hands up

All my real strong bustas throw your hands up

All my real live players throw your hands up

Hah!

[Rampage]

Check it out, like this y'all

The heavyweight Brooklyn bomber that can't rest

Love success, I'm gettin money progress

Travellin for free from state to state

That's how I get my idea to create

I'm live motivate, I keep on movin, it's been FUBU

I make Def Jams like Rick Rubin

I stay on my tippy toes wreckin shows, I'm too slow

You can't peep my ill flow in this Burning Zone

Keep low like an Eskimo

Askin' people, still carry my flow, open the do'

It's the real outlaw, from Flatbush to South Shore

Givin you more and more

I just came home from tour

It's my time to burn to explore

I'm comin through the floor with Low X

I'm fully gassed to the max movin stacks, no fakin jacks

I'm the baddest man on the wax

Messin around with my Squad, you get taxed

Shittin' Ex-Lax, on hot tracks, I can't relax

Breakin' backs, with my NFL Quarterbacks

Flipmode deep we bring good things to light

Put down your gun and light

I'm in it to win it

plus I'm wildin for da night

[Busta]

All my muthafuckas in the place to be

you feel right, throw your hands up

WE GETTIN WILD FOR DA NIGHT

Niggas in the place, if you wanna fight

Serious let's get busy cause we

WILD FOR DA NIGHT

My Flipmode niggas gettin

WILD FOR DA NIGHT

Niggas in New York gettin

WILD FOR DA NIGHT

My niggas in the West gettin

WILD FOR DA NIGHT