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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #271
Peak in subgenre #142
Author
enef
Rights
enef
Uploaded
May 01, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:06
Lyrics
lemme tell you bout this kid named rage
hes 17, never had a team, hangs around in mass with a bunch of lames
been rappin since he was ten, a born hater
thats funny, you really are built like a 4th grader
yall really think he nice enough to match me
im a mutherfucker, my son rage was conceived in a backseat
hoped up on pills n booze forgot to put the condom on
against abortion, but this lil fetus is what im stompin on
look i think you been peepin to much tupac
claims he fucked my girl, but you cant even fuck a tube sock
lil wigger, i got the moves, you cant flank it
how you got tough ass fitteds on a lil tweety blanket
murder mc's and hes next
now he think he a rapper cause he fucked around on some cool edit presets
gotta be kidding me, i paved the way
i gave chances to lil faggots like you to get some plays
strugglin with the style, n ill show you flow
suppose to finesse the mic, not be actin like the shit owes you dough
i bet he hates his parents, hes to ill for rap
got rage? well hey shawn im sure they got pills for that
and i crush every mic that im on
mean it literally, when rage sucks on every mike that he on
and i dont get how, u smoke n move weight
when youll be pushin the daiseys, so forget about pushin the pounds
shoulda been out second round, u aint win shit
still drop rage in a pool of blood like carrie in a stephen king flick
oh yall nerds want corny punches
then listen to a Rage verse, that faggots got em in demand by the bunches
gimme dat mic, and watch enef go off
shit watch enef put down rage like zoloft
never give a fuck for a bitch
this bootleg version of me is gettin the shaft like he handled my dick
never in my life have i heard somebody try so hard
to be like me, why you bite so hard
shit is funny dog, get burned faster than gas money
trash dunny, cher the mic, before you get slammd sonny
u want some, give you a piece
followed by two biscuits side of cold slaw and a chance at defeat
have this man, beggin and cryin pantin on beats
only make his mark if his feet painted str8 standin on streets
and u can ask ock, dont expect a payment
this guy is a fraud, ima call em guap entertainment
wonder why when i talk, this faggot dont say shit
cause ill put rage in his place like a mental patient
