[Produced by J Dilla]

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Ughhhh! (What!)
You don't know what we doin’ right here!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
One, two, three, we gon' turn it out
And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout
We gonna hit you with the shit we got here
We gonna blow your mind (Blow your mind)
Keep it movin' like this, keep it movin' like that
If I die, I'ma only come back
Yo, I'm sayin’ if you think that you can step to me wrong
Don't even waste your time (Waste your time)
One, two, three, we gon' turn it out
And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout
But when we hit you with the shit we got here
We gonna blow your mind (Blow your mind)
Yo, keep it movin' like this, keep it movin' like that
If I die, I'ma only come back
Yo, I'm sayin’ if you think that you can step to me wrong
Don't even waste your time (Waste your time)

[Post-Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
You n***as talk shit, then abandon ship
N***as talk shit, then they abandon ship
N***as talk shit, then they abandon ship
N***as talk shit, then they abandon ship
[Verse 1: Rampage | Busta Rhymes | both]
I 8Off like the Assassin, now I'm blastin', I'm takin' over (Ha)
Stick you for your blue Range Rover (Haa!)
I told ya, Rampage a real live soldier (Haa!)
Been in the game, since the age of thirteen
A microphone fiend so I'm gonna see my P.O (P.O)
It's August the 1st, so I guess I'm a Leo (Leo)
My P.O. (Ha!) look like Vanessa Del Rio
She pulled my rap sheet, just like Neo Geo (Hahaha!)
I always roam through the forest (Ha!)
Just like a brontosaurus (Ha!), born in the month of May so my sign is Taurus
Kick you in your face like my fuckin' name was Chuck Norris
Make you sing my chorus (Ha)
Rock to the beat and then turn into a walrus
You remain nameless, my victory remains flawless
Acting like you wild, but I know you really harmless
While your time is comin’, I make the fat shit regardless
Many n***as wanna know when the Ramp return
Yo, I'm gettin' phone calls from that n***a Howard Stern!
He wants to know (Ha) about my Flipmode clique (Ha)
The way we get down and bust n***as shit!
LP after LP (Haa!), we make G's (Ha!)
I run up in your ganks then take you for your keys
I'm not lying or joking (Ha), you get broken
Dead in Flatbush, back to Roanoke and
People always askin' me "How your shit be sellin'?" (Ha)
For makin' shit guaranteed to bust your fuckin' melon
Police throwed me up on charges like I was a felon (Ha)
There was no tellin' when I would strike and had you swellin' (Ha)
Cruisin' in my Lands (Ha), watch the police how they be gellin' (Gellin')
Lock you up for days and got a n***a ass smellin' (Yo, fuck that!)
You best believe there ain't no time for dwellin' (Ha)
If you ain't makin' noise you need to kill the fuckin' yellin' (Yellin')
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
One, two, three, we gon' turn it out
And make you rock to the beat (Ugh!) and then scream and shout
But when we hit you with the shit we got here
We gonna blow your mind (Blow your mind)
Yo, just keep it movin' like this, keep it movin' like that
If I die, I'ma only come back
Yo, I'm sayin’ if you think that you can step to me wrong
Don't even waste your time (Waste your time)

[Post-Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Y'all n***as talk shit and then abandon ship
N***as talk shit, then they abandon ship
N***as talk shit, then they abandon ship
N***as talk shit, then they abandon ship

[Verse 2: Rampage | Busta Rhymes]
Yo, yo, yo, I run up in your set like a New York City **** (Haa)
I can't slip, I beat you down with my vice grip
You're lost, that means you way off course
No remorse, I'm gettin' five in The Source
I be saddleback riding motherfuckers like a horse
Turn and toss, n***as all up in my applesauce
Watch me reinforce, my shit feel good like intercourse (Uh)
Ever since I was a shorty rockin' Hugo Boss
Ayo, Bus-a—