We Could Take it Outside

[Intro: Rampage (Baby Sham)]<br>That`s that joint (You know that ain`t doin it again)<br>Uh, do it! Do it!<br><br>[Verse One: Rampage]<br>I`m a _Natural Born Killa_ that`s _Born to Rise_<br>+Flipmode is de Squad+ so it`s no surprise<br>Niggas want to advertise about how we get down<br>You fuck around leave your body in the lost and found<br>How you like me now?<br>We got the industry on lock<br>The world is on shock<br>I`m a take a piece of the rock<br>Yo, you feel it in the heart when we took you to the park<br>Midnight after dark, I`m the raider of the lost ark (ark echo`s)<br><br>[Verse Two: Serious]<br>Now na na na na na na, nana nah<br>Super size, super size, right before your eyes<br>I bring in treats like giant sweet potato pies<br>Wise, sword shift and I spit on flies<br>Killing all the tips from studio spies<br>Head to bed, beddie bye, beddie bye<br>Don`t ask why, we`ll take your ass to paradise<br>Flipmode`s the Squad don`t rest, don`t try<br>Peace to my people in the friendly sky<br>Peace to my outer space ties<br><br>[Verse Three: Spliff Star]<br>I`m in leather like the ladies<br>Bigger than crack in the 80`s {*echoes*}<br>Drive the buggy I Mercedes<br>Blow up like C-4<br>Got so much to live for<br>Can`t play the game no more<br>Pick up the cain no more<br>Brothers ain`t the same no more<br>Try to sweat me, what am I aiming for<br>Get yourself caught up<br>Faggot ass tore up<br>In the worst way, the only way you can stop me<br>is cock your glock and shot me<br>Drop me, pop me, make sure you that you got me<br>Cause anytime I live I`m comin back to find you poppy<br><br>[Chorus: Busta Rhymes (all)]<br>What y`all niggas wanna do?<br>(Yo we can take it outside)<br>Ya`ll niggas want something?<br>(Yo we can take it outside)<br>What y`all niggas wanna do?<br>(Yo we can take it outside)<br>Ya`ll niggas want something?<br>(Yo we can take it outside)<br><br>[Verse Four: Baby Sham]<br>Push up in the hot rod, alley cats a rah rah<br>All my flipmode in the backseats with chrome nods<br>Hear to bust mine<br>Nigga frat child let his brain fry<br>Pretty boy sliced up philly contact from his red eye<br>You failed to realize when you macks me you drop the plastic<br>Run up in your crib, now you heat me from the mattress<br>My crew expanded, QB is where we landed<br>Yellow strip you crossed it<br>Now I`m forcing you to drink this Sham`s potion<br>Show me were loaded<br>The desert eagle hear it cockin`<br>Lovin my doggie<br>While we shinin` continue flossin<br><br>[Break: Busta Rhymes (Lord Have Mercy)]<br>(Flipmode, Flipmode) Killa kids<br>Flipmode we are, `mode we are..<br><br>[Verse Five: Rah Digga]<br>Fuck steppin on toes I crush the whole shoe<br>Pronto like Cru till I`m Triumphant like Wu<br>The shit you talkin crazy like niggas turnin in their hand guns<br>I be burnin MC`s like Betty grandson<br>Smokin grey poupon boy<br>Two lines, I chew rhymes and make niggas fall like they was futons<br>Rah Digga, all day Outsidaz, this Squad be Flipmode<br>We get a dick rode a whole shitload<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse Six: Lord Have Mercy]<br>We the official g-u-rilla to lead militias<br>That pillage, americana<br>Spit sentences like, venomous iguanas<br>Reminisce the promise<br>Bring drama like Nicaragua<br>Fatigues march, army leaders, they count crooked drug dollars<br>And sip fresh squeezed milk from the titties of llamas<br>Leave cities in carnage<br>Pretty as farmers that pour whiskey at harvest and hold 16 bananas<br>Maintain, maintain, maintain<br>I reign like Mussolini`s iron fists<br>Try on this, you can`t see me like vagina lips<br>Smugglin diamond chips, bubblin anonymous<br>The dominant will resource and count on script crews and world wars<br>{*echoes*}<br><br>[Verse Seven: Busta Rhymes]<br>Yo, you better practice what you preach<br>I got 7 MC`s at 10 G`s a show each<br>Never interfere and shit, souvenirs for your ears and shit<br>Clear poetry like William Shakespeare and shit<br>Word is bond checkin me out<br>Hey what you talkin about<br>You lost and you walkin about<br>Niggas got beef they really want to chill and start talkin it out<br>Hey, oh my god, y`all nigga be buggin me out<br>Wish they could lay me down and have the police start chalkin me out<br>Now I zoom in on you and my niggas start stalkin you out<br>Chuck down that bullshit that you be callin about<br>This one`s for my people and my niggas up North<br>The ruler shit dynasty but Flipmode finally come fourth<br>Exports and imports hittin you with flavors of all sorts<br>My squad comin through, chop off your ear<br><br>[Chorus] - repeat 2X