Wild For Da Night Lyrics by Rampage

[rampage]
It's atiya, richard of flatbush
Speak up
The word on the street is the rampage return
Uh

[busta]
Hah, one time, two times, three times (no doubt), four times
All my real live soldiers throw your hands up
All my real live women throw your hands up
All my real strong bustas throw your hands up
All my real live players throw your hands up
Hah!

[rampage]
Check it out, like this y'all
The heavyweight brooklyn bomber that can't rest
Love success, i'm gettin money progress
Travellin for free from state to state
That's how i get my idea to create
I'm live motivate, i keep on movin, it's been fubu
I make def jams like rick rubin
I stay on my tippy toes wreckin shows, i'm too slow
You can't peep my ill flow in this burning zone
Keep low like an eskimo
Askin' people, still carry my flow, open the do'
It's the real outlaw, from flatbush to south shore
Givin you