Young Black Teenagers
First Stage of a Rampage Called the Rap Rage
[Kamron]
I gotta question, it's king of outrageous
About stages of blackness
Are you kickin' black from the heart
Or cause you wanna be a part of a fad or a trend?
When I pick up a pen the message I send
Is to bend the train of thought, abort
Artists in this sport to a state I feel is trippin'
About black and white, and who's really flippin'
We reached freedom of speech
But if you take it for granted, then you might as well throw in the towel
And if you find yourself offended by this jam
Ya livin' foul, ba-bam ba-bam
Ta-tiga-tiga-bam!
[Firstborn]
I'm like a pimp style and squeeze a cap out the mic
Click clack bam boom bucks and dark punk
We started with a shot and to clear the spot
And what I'm sayin' when we're rollin' we're a force
It's either roll with the flow or get lost, now
Steppin' to suckers with the funk we were bred on
While other brothers duckin' we were rollin' with the head on
It must be confusin', this style amusin'
Born will swarm and blow like a fusion bomb
All with the grip of a handle, I dismantle, cause a scandal
Kickin' rhymes design, to hit at any angle
That's why the people fear it (why?)
Cause they don't know the real shit until they hear it
We were raised like this, and turned it to a new age
The first stage of a rampage called a rap rage
[YBT]
It's like a Jekyll and Hyde syndrome
Insanity eases over my dome and to my body
Like Scotty takin' over a grill heads reign
[Tommy Never]
Or like treason without reason
So take that you dirty rat, in fact
I said it and I meant it that I'm proud to be black
On the hype tip, a sucker on a nice trip
The mor-, the mortuary, I cause a freeze
I'll recite the hype on the mic, I need ta
Get busy, get all freestylin'
Rhyme after rhyme I'm goin' buckwylin'
Fraudulent suckers should be kicked to the curb
[Kamron]
So fuck a track, let's step out back, no slack jack
You might as well come strapped, matter fact
Pack a pillow or your knapsack, cause you'll be takin' a nap
Or should I say you'll be put to rest
[Firstborn]
When I'm home I roam, I think the bass struck tone
Then I kick it on to the top of the dome
Rodeo while I roam with the style
On the phone you'll dial, and then home for a while
[YBT]
Some artists keep this shit quite well and
You see I'm later on the block sellin', chasin'
Honey's flashin' monies with a fly ride
To get a piece, to say the least
And feast upon the beast
[Tommy Never]
Slammin' on a bass drum, Never's on the tommy gun
Blowin' out the wax in the other suckers ear drum
May I continue, as you all know
I can go with the flow, rock it fast or slow
Go high or low, it doesn't matter which way I go
Toe to toe, I rock the show, cause I'm in control
[YBT]
Hype it up, hype it up
But we're gettin' paid
From the first stage of a rampage called the rap rage
It's like a Jekyll and Hyde syndrome
Insanity eases over my dome and to my body
Like Scotty takin' over a grill heads reign