This is a song about "Stampede"

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

Im wild, a beast with these words ima cause a stampede

And placed the fiends inside of the ghettoes, it's a stampede

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Bitches it's randy, bringing a stampede over the tracks that im rapping!

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Spittin my raps at you faster than a stampede,

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

It seems that i'm mean you ain't seen the stampede,i'm a rapping machine the meanest mc

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick