Rampage

Man, Michael finna slice you up, tie you up Make sure you're quiet so you don't act up

Look up, don't rush, me and Michael finna cut your head in a rush, in a rush, in a rush, in a rush

Look at the clock in a rush, finna tie you up, and beat you to death

I don't care what you say, I don't care about your opinions, nobody care about you

When I see you, I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot right at you, I'ma shoot right at you

You're not safe, you better hide, better hide real good, better hide real good

It does feel good, to slice people's throats, I better sit down before I freaking choke

I'ma need to die cold, cause they hydrated, to kill some people

Me and Michael, ready to go, on that rampage, this ain't no race

Whoever does it quicker, you gotta keep that pace, I just spray you with some mace