The Set Up

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Rampage | Busta Rhymes | both] I seen many MCs gettin' laid to rest Under stress, shot through they bulletproof vest Now you wanna be hardcore, you was never an outlaw (Ha) Until you just came off tour Yo, you talk a good game (Game) Brothers around your way knows your name (Knows your name) They wanna burn you in the flame (Ha) The other day, you told me that you bought some new steel You was like, "Yo, Ramp, yo, I'm keepin' it real" The only type of real is puttin' down your steel Pick up your pen and show me that 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 (Ha-ha) Him and his whole clique be movin' outta town When they get back, you're six feet underground You didn't listen, you didn't play your position They shot your baby moms and she turns up missin' Somewhere in Whitehove, your ass is to blame (Ha-ha) That's what happens when you enter the game [Chorus: Rampage | with Busta Rhymes] 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 ninety— No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar If you a rap star, you won't go far [Verse 2: Rampage | Busta Rhymes | both] Now you on the run, you can't see your son You livin' by the sword plus you packin' a gun Now you on the 3 train talkin' 'bout you goin' home The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome You sneak in through the back way, yo, 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 (Ha-ha), he's a inside snitch He told brothers where you rest and where you be Now you upset, you wanna fled the country You lay low In the East with this girl named Mees Yo, she works for the beast, you and her is peace She's a snake, all she do is hustle weight (Ha-ha) Take the money and break, sell it back upstate You can't sleep, so you keep your hand on your steel Watch your back before a brother gets killed [Chorus: Rampage | with Busta Rhymes] 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 ninety— 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 ninety— No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar If you a rap star, you won't go far [Outro: Busta Rhymes | Rampage] (Far, far, far, far) Hahahaha (Yeah, to sell it, get one shot) Watch your step, motherfucker (You gotta do sumn) Every hound dog has a final day, hehehe (Word to mother) Word to mother (That's how we gon' get down) Watch your step, niggas