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FRESH, SMART, SKILLED, ILL RAPPER WIT SOME BRAINS N HEART
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #8,394
Peak in subgenre #4,857
Author
phantom
Rights
2004
Uploaded
October 14, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Rage
Come clean, u all wanna c me drown/ o hell no I aint givin up now/ but ive lost hope and im just a joke/ well lets c wat happens wen I walk in a room wit a trench coat/its murder I wrote, scribbled it softly on da paper/ if the pen was a bitch trhen fuk yeah I rapped her// fake foney ppl who deny me of my happiness/
I gotta deal wit my life and b hip hops activist/ depressed kids slittin wrists/ bright kids usin fists/look wat violence did 2 tupac and chris/ but these foes and boys/ fake crews givin me pounds/ but wen it comes 2 my defense they aint throwin shit down// but Im 2 positive most of the tiem and I make ya’ll feel free of misery/i got love fo ya all but ya'll hate me/ if u hate me so much den leave me alone, dont suffocate me//walls r closing in, air is getting thin/ I cant breathe in this place/this dark state of mind feels grim and theres slim/ no not slim shady I mean slim chances/for me 2 save myself and for hip hop 2 make good advances/but 2 c peace im anxious// everythin I love, everything I hate/let me demonstrate..rage/turn the pages of time/ feel the sorrow in my voice in rhyme/ya’ll got a complaint wit life den stand in line/
(chorus)Rage/ when u feel like u trapped in a cage// Rage, when u reaching out fo da gauge// Rage/ when u lash out on stage/// Rage/ the thought of darkness dat takes me, ya’ll just talk shit but never face me
ima buggin out, gettin suicidal on the track/i feel like i cant even trust my girl, no ones lookin out fo my back/ i lack a kinda mind that ppl call intelligent/ im 2 fukin bruital 2 go and act competitive/ i hate all my relatives and im bout 2 bust out screamin/ everythings goin bad, i hope im fukin dreamin/ someone hold me back before i stick my fist down sum1's throat/ i have lots of friends and i know i wanna gloat/but i wanna run away from this shit, zoom away like a speed boat/ i need cke or sum drug but nuttins fukin helpin me out/i wanna scream and shout/ but it feels like im def cus nuttins comin out of my mouth// hit the concrete cement wit both of my hands/ asked the lord myself just fo 1 more chance/ i got juice on my shirt and a whole in my pants/ i wanna jump off of the eiffel tower but i aint in france/
(chorus)Rage/ when u feel like u trapped in a cage// Rage, when u reaching out fo da gauge// Rage/ when u lash out on stage/// Rage/ the thought of darkness dat takes me, ya’ll just talk shit but never face me
ha ha.. makin tuff decision decisions/ unstable ppl making incisions, incisions, onto they wrist/ I have ppl who cant deal wit pain or stress so they start doin dis/ but I wont go that far kid I got a list/ of wat I wanna change b4 life 101 is dismissed/im diabolical, but u other rappas parade around like carnivals/ just short as things that pass by/but I wanna b one of da greats but I feel like ima die// im frustrated and I cant take da heat/ I feel like im fallin write down 2 my feet/ like my tru friend said wen he was helping me get through this/ I hope some 1 troubled can listen and use this/ to let out there anger/but then b kool bout it and not hang them selves and dangle/ cus life is 2 short/ 2 spend time depressed, in jail or dealin wit court/ just challenging lifes obstacles is a difficult sport
(chorus)Rage/ when u feel like u trapped in a cage// Rage, when u reaching out fo da gauge// Rage/ when u lash out on stage/// Rage/ the thought of darkness dat takes me, ya’ll just talk shit but never face me
