Yikes!




[Rage]



Uh-huh, Right Back At Cha



Uh-huh, The Lady Of, The Lady Of Rage



Still Remain The Undisputed



Ahh, Still Hit MC's Like ("hoo-yu-ken" *Street Fighter Sound, From Afro



Puffs*)




Uh, I Begin Like This; With The Wicked Ass Flow



Somethin For You Wack MC's To Think About Y'know (you What?)



You Better Be On Point (they What?), Ya Better Be On Deck



You Better Be Strapped And Buckled Down Cause I'ma Wreck



*tires Squeel, Car Crashes And Glass Breaks* Like Vehicles



I Pop Suckers Like Sickle



I Tickle Your Fancy Like Nancy And Wil-son Get Ill Son



Rock It From Farnville, The Tilden Projects (hah)



Concealed When I Wreck



So Hey, Step Like Stairs, Or Prepare For The Levitate (to What?)



To Mount Up On That Ass Like Warren G The Regulator



I Won't Hesitate To Put A Sucker On His Back (uh-uh)



I Don't Hesitate To Take A Sucker Out Like That (uh-uh)



I Close My Eyes And Dig Deep Into Myself



Come Up With The Shit That's Hittin Harder Than Belts



Cause I'm Spankin, Fakin MC's



Off The Batboard Smack Another Hit From The Back Door




*chorus*




It's That Sho Shot Shit I Release



MC's From The West And The East Get A Motherfuckin Piece



Cause It, Ain't Where Ya From It's, Where's Ya Gat



And The Lyrical Attack Is Where My Ammo Is At




(repeat 2X)




Now They Call Me Rage Cause I Rush And Come Down Like A Hammer



Live Rhythm Get Driven By Vocal Vehicular Grammar



Untouched, The Walls Come Crumbling Down



You Get Clutched, In My Clutches Fifty Feet From The Ground



Fatally Feminine, Poisonous Enought To Extinct



Cities Of War Fled The Valley, So All Of Cali Sink



I Come Stompin Like Snoop,