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Yikes!<br /><br />[Rage]<br />Uh-huh, right back at cha<br />Uh-huh, The Lady of, The Lady of Rage<br />Still remain the undisputed<br />Ahh, still hit MC's like<br />("hoo-yu-ken" [Street Fighter sound, from Afro Puffs])<br /><br />Uh, I begin like this; with the wicked ass flow<br />Somethin for you wack MC's to think about y'know (you what?)<br />You better be on point (they what?), ya better be on deck<br />You better be strapped and buckled down cause I'ma wreck<br />*tires squeel, car crashes and glass breaks* like vehicles<br />I pop suckers like sickle<br />I tickle your fancy like Nancy and Wil-son get ill son<br />rock it from Farnville, the Tilden Projects (hah)<br />Concealed when I wreck<br />So hey, step like stairs, or prepare for the levitate (to what?)<br />to mount up on that ass like Warren G the Regulator<br />I won't hesitate to put a sucker on his back (uh-uh)<br />I don't hesitate to take a sucker out like that (uh-uh)<br />I close my eyes and dig deep into myself<br />Come up with the shit that's hittin harder than belts<br />cause I'm spankin, fakin MC's<br />off the batboard smack another hit from the back door<br /><br />[chorus]<br /><br />It's that Sho Shot shit I release<br />MC's from the West and the East get a motherfuckin piece<br />Cause it, ain't where ya from it's, where's ya gat<br />And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at<br /><br />[repeat 2X]<br /><br />Now they call me Rage cause I rush and come down like a hammer<br />Live rhythm get driven by vocal vehicular grammar<br />Untouched, the walls come crumbling down<br />You get clutched, in my clutches fifty feet from the ground<br />Fatally feminine, poisonous enought to extinct<br />cities of war fled the valley, so all of Cali sink<br />I come stompin like Snoop, hit the N-Y next<br />I ain't puffin up that shit between the East and the West<br />I use my, hip-hop precision, perfectly put to use it's<br />metaphoric phrases, spittin like deuce deuces<br />Continuous and strenuous, crafty and shady<br />Brothers notice me like Jodeci, now Forever They Lady<br />I puts it to ya like this, you can despite me, dislike me<br />I makes money like Spike Lee<br />You either wanna be me or be just like me<br />I'm nasty, nice-ty, no sheisty<br />Ahh, so cold I'm icy, hah, so throw them dice G<br /><br />[chorus (repeat 2X)]<br /><br />Now I speak with expertise, and any heffer won't beef (moo)<br />I be that A-1 Sauce, on your lips like floss<br />I eat suckers as my entree, Rage got da bombay<br />I gets total wreck and I ain't, playin wit a full deck<br />it's just this, ace in your face, kicks from Earth to outer space<br />Gimme space room to breath, roll up my sleeves just to breeze<br />Blowin up the spot like infrared dots on your knot<br />your knoggin, lyrical murderer a Rockin Robin<br />I be dishin out that puddin, all you suckers pussyfootin<br />be actin, but I ain't got time for theatrics<br />My crews be crushin, shitty MC's<br />I be flushin down the commode as I explode cock back and reload<br />Right the beat until they say WHOA<br />Then they tell me, "Momma don't hurt me no mo'!"<br />I'm strictly bout them skills on the reala<br />Strictly bout this motherfuckin MC cold killa, illa<br /><br />[chorus (repeat 4X)]<br /><br />It's that Sho Shot Sho Shot Sho Shot<br />Sho Shot Sho Shot<br />It's that Sho Shot Sho SHot Sho Shot<br />That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit<br />It's that Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit<br />That Sho Shot, sheeeeit, sheeeeit<br />That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit<br />That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit<br /><br />Uhh, the heavyweight undisputed, still hit MC's like<br />("Hoo-yu-ken!") break it down now<br />Lyrical murderer, hit MC's like what?<br />("Hoo-yu-ken!") c'mon now<br />Ain't a damn thing changed<br />I still remain, the ill, reputed<br />And just in case y'all forgot or, just didn't know<br />I hit MC's like ("Hoo-yu-ken!") break it down now
New song lyrics
Yikes!<br /><br />[Rage]<br />Uh-huh, right back at cha<br />Uh-huh, The Lady of, The Lady of Rage<br />Still remain the undisputed<br />Ahh, still hit MC's like<br />("hoo-yu-ken" [Street Fighter sound, from Afro Puffs])<br /><br />Uh, I begin like this; with the wicked ass flow<br />Somethin for you wack MC's to think about y'know (you what?)<br />You better be on point (they what?), ya better be on deck<br />You better be strapped and buckled down cause I'ma wreck<br />*tires squeel, car crashes and glass breaks* like vehicles<br />I pop suckers like sickle<br />I tickle your fancy like Nancy and Wil-son get ill son<br />rock it from Farnville, the Tilden Projects (hah)<br />Concealed when I wreck<br />So hey, step like stairs, or prepare for the levitate (to what?)<br />to mount up on that ass like Warren G the Regulator<br />I won't hesitate to put a sucker on his back (uh-uh)<br />I don't hesitate to take a sucker out like that (uh-uh)<br />I close my eyes and dig deep into myself<br />Come up with the shit that's hittin harder than belts<br />cause I'm spankin, fakin MC's<br />off the batboard smack another hit from the back door<br /><br />[chorus]<br /><br />It's that Sho Shot shit I release<br />MC's from the West and the East get a motherfuckin piece<br />Cause it, ain't where ya from it's, where's ya gat<br />And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at<br /><br />[repeat 2X]<br /><br />Now they call me Rage cause I rush and come down like a hammer<br />Live rhythm get driven by vocal vehicular grammar<br />Untouched, the walls come crumbling down<br />You get clutched, in my clutches fifty feet from the ground<br />Fatally feminine, poisonous enought to extinct<br />cities of war fled the valley, so all of Cali sink<br />I come stompin like Snoop, hit the N-Y next<br />I ain't puffin up that shit between the East and the West<br />I use my, hip-hop precision, perfectly put to use it's<br />metaphoric phrases, spittin like deuce deuces<br />Continuous and strenuous, crafty and shady<br />Brothers notice me like Jodeci, now Forever They Lady<br />I puts it to ya like this, you can despite me, dislike me<br />I makes money like Spike Lee<br />You either wanna be me or be just like me<br />I'm nasty, nice-ty, no sheisty<br />Ahh, so cold I'm icy, hah, so throw them dice G<br /><br />[chorus (repeat 2X)]<br /><br />Now I speak with expertise, and any heffer won't beef (moo)<br />I be that A-1 Sauce, on your lips like floss<br />I eat suckers as my entree, Rage got da bombay<br />I gets total wreck and I ain't, playin wit a full deck<br />it's just this, ace in your face, kicks from Earth to outer space<br />Gimme space room to breath, roll up my sleeves just to breeze<br />Blowin up the spot like infrared dots on your knot<br />your knoggin, lyrical murderer a Rockin Robin<br />I be dishin out that puddin, all you suckers pussyfootin<br />be actin, but I ain't got time for theatrics<br />My crews be crushin, shitty MC's<br />I be flushin down the commode as I explode cock back and reload<br />Right the beat until they say WHOA<br />Then they tell me, "Momma don't hurt me no mo'!"<br />I'm strictly bout them skills on the reala<br />Strictly bout this motherfuckin MC cold killa, illa<br /><br />[chorus (repeat 4X)]<br /><br />It's that Sho Shot Sho Shot Sho Shot<br />Sho Shot Sho Shot<br />It's that Sho Shot Sho SHot Sho Shot<br />That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit<br />It's that Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit<br />That Sho Shot, sheeeeit, sheeeeit<br />That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit<br />That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit<br /><br />Uhh, the heavyweight undisputed, still hit MC's like<br />("Hoo-yu-ken!") break it down now<br />Lyrical murderer, hit MC's like what?<br />("Hoo-yu-ken!") c'mon now<br />Ain't a damn thing changed<br />I still remain, the ill, reputed<br />And just in case y'all forgot or, just didn't know<br />I hit MC's like ("Hoo-yu-ken!") break it down now
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