Aladdin's On A Rampage

(That's right y'all)

(Aladdin) ('s on the cut)

(If you wanna come and battle)

(Get some)

(So yo, go for what you know)

(It go a little somethin like this)

Mic check, now in effect

Suckers still comin short

That's why I'm callin order in the court

It looks like a lotta suckers gotta learn the hard way

It doesn't pay when you tamper with my deejay

Back and forth, up and down on the (cut)

Aladdin's in the house, so yo, move your butt and strut

Turn up what I call Aladdin's On A Rampage

Dim the lights, roll the carpet on the stage

My man, now I can talk about him all night long

Yo yo (but at this time I introduce)

(My homeboy) (so) (get ill) (yeah)

(Hey yo, Aladdin)

(Hah?)

(Get retarded)

Turn up the radio, punk, grab a pen, take notes

I'm not one to brag, but this here's dope

Straight from the W, boy, step back

Because I (got the master of a disco scratch)

Aladdin, he's on a rampage for days

The last sucker played brave, winded up gettin slayed

Dissed to the rhythm, like somethin hit him

He's like venom, that's why you suckers can't get with him

My man pointure punks like dried-out snails

Yo yo, Aladdin how hard are you? (Hard as hell)

Homebody, now how you feel about punks on your jock?

(The way I feel now I just got to rock)

(Aladdin rocks the house) it ain't a mystery

That everything (has got to be funky)

Yeah, up and down and all around the crossfader

Hands start to bleed as if the table was a grader

Without hesitation, here's a tastin demonstration

How we got a standin ovation

Straight from Low Pro, he's ready to attack

Yo yo, Aladdin, hit em with a (funky scratch)

(1-2-3

3-2-1)

Yo yo, Aladdin

I wanna know, man

What would you do to cut these suckers up?

Aladdin's in the house cold rippin it up

(Sure enough you move your butt when you hear him cut)

He's on a rampage, brace yourself and get stable

For the (king of the cuts on two turntables)

(Suckers) how can you hang upon stage

When your deejay cuts like he's out the yellow page

When he scratch on a record, when the crowd to applaud

With a posse on your cover, so you can look hard

Punks, you're lookin pitiful, Aladdin is original

East Coast, West Coast, Compton, South Central

It doesn't matter, Aladdin's on the cut

And the Doub is on his side to make you move your butt

Aladdin, show em somethin new for those who don't know ya

(If you want a fresh style, let me show ya)

What can I say but Aladdin breaks iller than ill

Yo, he's a top-rank chief (on the wheels of steel)

Seems everywhere we go, Aladdin's rippin it up

You know what (when he cuts, girls move their butts)

Aladdin, I'ma let you go solo, bro, so do your show

What it means to be down with Low Pro

Yo, gimme somethin funky, somethin bout to sell

To show these party people what happens when you (rock the bells)