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All My Life
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This is what I been.
rap horrorcore illness craziness psychotic dirty raps
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Straight from the ghetto of Colorado Springs to fuck up all you marks. Nonetheless, I still come with the psychotic illness that nobody dares to touch.
What up? The name's Rage and rage is what the fuck I do best. Murderous style mixed with tight beats and incredible lyrics. Peep game.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #112
Peak in subgenre #12
Author
Rage tha Immortal
Rights
Rage tha Immortal 2005
Uploaded
August 26, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:10
Story behind the song
The way my life is...Dark, depressing and murderous.
Lyrics
Take it down the block-'n-dump-it/ Got-ta-love-it how I rock-this-punk-bitch/ Leave 'em dropped-'n-stunned-wit' Glocks-up-it// Guess he neva knew I been in this game wit' the cannibis-strikas/ Smokin' bud since the man-was-in-diapas/ Smoke a fatty an' damage-the-cyphers// I'm ill-ta-this/ If you don't know then I guess it's too real ta feel-it-bitch/ Catch the skrilla-quick when I kill-the-dick 'n steal-his-pick/ Conceal it, drill-the-clip// Shouldn'ta been around-my-block as I dropped-this-hotness/ Take down-the-cops an' rock-'n-shock-it/ Come get clowned-'n-dropped as I walk-ya-block-bitch// Nobody's mean as me on these streets they all rest-in-piece/ Rhymes be the shit like they digestin'-grease/ Get blown the fuck up when ya try to get the-best-of-me/ Rollin' in the Lexus-C/ Got that ecstasty sittin' next-ta-me/ Dude tried ta test-this-sweet/ WATCH as I flex-this-G// Leave 'em full'a bullets, led packed like-a-pencil/ Strike-suspensful/ Come ta fuck wit' me ya might-jes'-get-yo' life-resinged-ho/ Knife-the-temple// Leave ya bloody in the middle of ya own-damn-lawn/ Head stretched to the front of ya neck blown-back-gone// Now tell me I ain't-a-killa/ I'll spray-the-skrilla 'n leave you blazed-for-reala// I been a killa all-my-life/ Whether it comes ta guns or a brawl-with-knife/ You gotta-die when I'm attemptin'-ta-kill-ya/ Grab the gun, cock it, flip-it-then-grill-ya/ Stickin'-ta-fill-ya with intent-fo-the-skrilla// Gotta make that money-maaaan/ Isn't it funny-damn how I keep these bitches running-and still pick-'em-off/ Cash, jewelry, kicks 'n strip-the-watch/ Bitch you gettin'-DROPPED// Killa me killa killa/ Fill ya wit' skrilla skrilla// Bitch you ain't got the nuts ta fight-wit'-this/ Strike-the-clip leave you endited-wit' ya life-jes'-ripped like a knife-'n-shit// From the east-to-the-west we-do-it-best/ Chaos Kidz with a piece-to-ya-chest// From start-ta-finish ya heart's-diminished/ Blow ya brains out, leave 'em lookin' like shards'a-spinach// Fuck you and whoeva you rollin'-with/ Pay the toll-ya-bitch/ Leave ya whole set rolled-'n-flipped/ Don't-it-jes' piss you off how we take-money-'n-blast/ You fake,-grungy-'n-whack/ Gettin' blazed-up-in-the-track/ So you betta know I'm crazed-fuck-with-me-Jack// Now tell me I ain't-a-killa/ I'll spray-the-skrilla 'n leave you blazed-for-reala// Chorus x4: Been a killa all my life, wheth' it comes to the gun o' knife//
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