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The Set Up Lyrics - Singles - Rampage

I seen many mc's getten laid to rest 

Under stress, shot through they're bullet proof vest 

Now you wanna be hardcore 

You were never an outlaw 

Until you just came off tour 

Yo you talk a good game, brothers around your way knows your name 

They wanna burn you in the flame 

The other day you told me that you bout some new steel 

You was like "Yo Ramp, yo I'm keepin it real" 

The only type of real puttin down your steel 

Pick up your pen and show me 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 

Him and his whole click be movin out of town 

When they get back your six feet underground 

You didn't listen 

You didn't play your position 

They shot your baby bombs and she turned up missing 

Some where in Whitehovas 

Your ass is to blame 

That's what happens when you enter the game 

 

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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 night 

No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar 

if you rap star you won't go far 

 

Now you on a run you can't see them son 

You livin by the sword plus you packin a gun 

Now you on the S train talkin about you going home 

The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome 

You sneak in through the back way 

To 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 

He's an inside snitch 

He told brothers where you rest and where you be 

Now you upset 

You wanna flea the country and lay low 

in the East with this girl named Mes 

Yo she works for the beach you and her in peace 

She's a snake, all she do is hustle weight 

Take the money and break 

Sell it back up state 

You can't sleep 

So you keep your hand on your steel 

Watch your back before a brother gets killed