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Streets of Rage
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This track's about my hood, and how I do. Based around my CD...This is just the intro, but it's still ill.
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.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #288
Peak in subgenre #44
Author
Rage tha Immortal
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Rage tha Immortal, 7-1-2005 at 10:39 AM
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July 01, 2005
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MP3 1.7 MB • 128 kbps • 1:52
Story behind the song
Shit every album needs an intro...
Lyrics
Chorus - Keep ya head down an' show-respect/ Don't make me wanna blow-the-Tec// The Streets of Rage be-no-joke/ Put an end to yo' shit like a free-flow-choke// Cross paths with me on these dirty Streets-of-Rage/ I'll peel ya cap back an' leave-ya-blazed/ Murkin' bitches is my job an' I need-a-raise// Even during day there's no sunlight/ At any moment the block breaks out in gun-fights/ Cuz there's 8 split personalities and only one-mic// No cops just hookers, pimps 'n drug-dealers/ Wait don't forget the crack cookers,-gimps-an'-slug-spillers// We all in one big position ta visit bitches flippin' scripts 'n kickin'/ Rippin' slick-when we strippin' kids of cash-'n-kicks/ Roll ya soldias up wit' massive-clips// The blocks on fire an' I'm the one who-started-it/ You-departed-quick when my dudes-sparked-the-clip/ Rude,-aren't-we-bitch/ Got cash cuz we flew-apartments-quick wit' new-garments-stitched to-ya-mouth-whaaat/ Flipped the switch BITCH blew-ya-house-up/ Left you crispy, baked an' nude,-crouched-up// Fuck a building complex my only project is to pop-Tec's/ Holdin' Glocks-YES bigger than the fuckin' Loc-Ness// Here in these streets you be deceased, bitch please you can't hold-your-own/ I'll smoke you faster than a Toberone// Chorus - Keep ya head down an' show-respect/ Don't make me wanna blow-the-Tec// The Streets of Rage be-no-joke/ Put an end to yo' shit like a free-flow-choke// You get fucked up directly on-the-spot/ I'm no dermotologist but I'll still pop-ya-knot// Take a shot from the bottle then-the-gat/ You cats-get deminished-fast trapped-in caskets exaspin' like the fat-tricks-you-are/ I'm the lyrical ninja, in-the track ta do back-flips-through-bars// You chumps get layed-out-like-bricks-do/ Str8 blazed-down-by-clips-WOOOO// Now I'm done-with-this-prick/ Time to figure out yo' punishment-bitch/ You know I'm already runnin'-this-shit/ Gunnin'-ya-clique commited to genocide/ Kill the groom bloomin' soon in the front of the pack rappin' then kill-the-bride// Chorus - Keep ya head down an' show-respect/ Don't make me wanna blow-the-Tec// The Streets of Rage be-no-joke/ Put an end to yo' shit like a free-flow-choke//
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