(Yoikes) Ahh ha, right back at cha, ahh ha. The Lady of, the Lady of Rage. Still remains the undisputed (uh-u-con), ahh, still hittin' MC's like (uh-u-con). Ahh, I begin like this with the wicked ass flow, somethin' for you wack MC's to think about to know. You betta' be on point you betta' be on deck. You betta' be strapped and buckled down cause I'm 'a wreak. Like vehicle I pop suckas like sickle I tikle your fancy like nancy I will son, get ill son rocket from Farmville to Tilldon. Projects get ill when I wreak so step like stairs or prepare, for the levitator to mount up on that ass like Warren G the regulator. I won't hesitate to put a sucka on his back. I don't hesitate to take a sucka out like that. I close my eyes and dig deep into myself. Come up with that shit that's hittin' harder that belts, cause I'm spankin' bankin' MC's off the backboard, smack another hit from the backdoor.
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 you from its where's your gat. And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at. 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 you from its where's your gat. And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at.
Verse 2
Now they call me Rage cause I rush and come down like a hammer. Like livin' even get driven by vocal vehicular grammar. Untouched the walls come crumblin' down, you'll get clutched in my clutches fifty feet from the ground. Fatally feminine poisonous enough to extinct Cities of war flood the valley so all of Cali sinks. I come stompin' like Snoop hit the NY next I ain't pumpin' up that shit between the East and the West. I use my pen for precision perfectly put to uses. Metaphoric phrases spittin', like deuce deuces continuous and strenuous crafty and shady. Brothers notice me like Jodeci now forever they lady. I puts it to you like this, you can dispite me, dislike me, I makes money like Spike Lee. You either wanna be me or be just like me, I'm nasty nicety no shystey. So cold I'm icy so throw them dice G.
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 you from its where's your gat. And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at. 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 you from its where's your gat. And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at.
Verse 3
Now I speak with expertise and any heffer want beef, I be that A&1 sauce on your lips like gloss. I eat suckas as my entree' Rage got that Bombay. I gets total wreak and I ain't playing with a full deck. It's just this Ace in your face kicks from earth to outer space. Give me space room to breath roll up my sleave it's a breeze. I'm blowing up the spot like infrared dots on your knot your, noggin lyrical murderer or rockin' robin. I be dishing out that puddin'. While you suckas pussy footin' be acting but I ain't got time for theatrics. My grooves be crushin' shitty MC's I be flushin' down the commode as I explode, cock back and reload ride a beat until they say whoa. Then they tell me mama don't hurt me no more I'm strictly bout them. Skills on the realla strictly bout the motherfucker MC cold killa illa.
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 you from its where's your gat. And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at. 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 you from its where's your gat. And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at. 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 you from its where's your gat. And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at. 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 you from its where's your gat. And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at. It's that sho-shot, sho-shot, sho-shot. Sho-shot, sho-shot, it's that sho-shot, sho-shot, sho-shot, that sho-shot, sho-shot, shear. It's that sho-shot, sho-shot, shear, that sho-shot shear, shear, that sho-shot, sho-shot shear, that sho-shot, sho-shot shear. Uh, the heavy-weight undisputed, still hittin' MC's like (uh-u-con). Break it down now, lyrical murderer, hittin' MC's like what (uh-u-con) come on now. Ain't a damn thing changed, I still remain the illrisputed, and just in case you'all forget, or just don't know why I hit MC's like (uh-u-con). Break it down now.
