[Verse 1: Rampage | Busta Rhymes | both]
I seen many MCs gettin' laid to rest
Under stress, shot through they bulletproof vest
Now you wanna be hardcore, you was never an outlaw (Ha)
Until you just came off tour
Yo, you talk a good game (Game)
Brothers around your way knows your name (Knows your name), they wanna burn you in the flame (Ha)
The other day, you told me that you bought some new steel
You was like, "Yo, Ramp, yo, I'm keepin' it real"
The only type of real is puttin' down your steel
Pick up your pen and show me that you in it for real
Before the next man put you to the test
He's a killer, he's from a town called Brownsvilla (Ha-ha)
Him and his whole clique be movin' outta town
When they get back, you're six feet underground
You didn't listen, you didn't play your position
They shot your baby moms and she turned up missin'
Somewhere in Whitehove, your ass is to blame (Ha-ha)
That's what happens when you enter the game

[Chorus: Rampage | with Busta Rhymes]
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar
If you a rap star, you won't go far
They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of Jeep that you drive
You'll be dead by the end of ninety—
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar
If you a rap star, you won't go far
[Verse 2: Rampage | Busta Rhymes | both]
Now you on the run, you can't see your son
You livin' by the sword plus you packin' a gun
Now you on the 3 train talkin' 'bout you goin' home
The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome
You sneak in through the back way, yo, that's nervous
They wanna get your moms before Sunday service
They wanna get your Pops before he goes to work
Even though he's a doctor or world expert
Yo, they ripped your baby sister and threw her in the ditch
With your brother Mitch (Ha-ha), he's a inside snitch
He told brothers where you rest and where you be
Now you upset, you wanna fled the country
You lay low In the East with this girl named Mees
Yo, she works for the beast, you and her is peace
She's a snake, all she do is hustle weight (Ha-ha)
Take the money and break, sell it back upstate
You can't sleep, so you keep your hand on your steel
Watch your back before a brother gets killed

[Chorus: Rampage | with Busta Rhymes]
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar
If you a rap star, you won't go far
They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of Jeep that you drive
You'll be dead by the end of ninety—
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar
If you a rap star, you won't go far
They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of Jeep that you drive
You'll be dead by the end of ninety—
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar
If you a rap star, you won't go far
[Outro: Busta Rhymes | Rampage]
(Far, far, far, far)
Hahahaha (Yeah, to sell it, get one shot)
Watch your step, motherfucker (You gotta do sumn)
Every hound dog has a final day, hehehe (Word to mother)
Word to mother (That's how we gon' get down )
Watch your step, n***as