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This track's for the people that doubt me, this sh*** is pure lyrical skill.
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 #13,305
Peak in subgenre #2,133
Author
Rage tha Immortal
Rights
Rage tha Immortal
Uploaded
July 26, 2005
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 2:54
Story behind the song
People talkin' shit about how they're the tightest MC out there, not that I am, but ya'll know I give the competetion a hard time. ;)
Lyrics
Chorus x2: Can't you see, can't you see I got this on lockdown Can't you see, can't you see I own this spot now You wanna battle-wit'-this?/ I'll grab-ya-then-twist/ Leave you in the back-with-ya-wrist slashed-it-ta-shit/ You the faggot graspin'-the-clip/ I leave you backwards-'n-flipped smashed inwards-wit'-fists// I be that ice-cold-murdera/ That's twice-now-you-heard-it-huh/ Knock out ya lights-pal-it's-obserd-fuck how I bring shit right-down-in-a-church-'n-bust// Yeah it's the psychotic burb-spraya/ Dictionary got mad at me 'cuz I'ma word-playa// Hittin' homynems, synenyms, anthenems an' all'a-thems/ The bombest-man with a Glock armed-at-hand/ Hitcha heart hard-as-I-can/ Blood departed as I started-the-van/ You fuckin' wit' me is like tryna catch a shark-in-a-can// Believe-ya-worthless/ Urgently surrounded by the Secret-Service/ Watch me beat-this-perv-bitch/ Leave-'im-wordless// I'm takin' this rap game and shovin' it towards a higher-position/ People dyin'-ta-listen when I'm strikin'-my-lips-'n beatin' all the people that be bitin'-or-dissin'/ Stripin'-the-vision whether or not they like-my-precision/ You marks can't see shit with yo' eyes-in-the-kitchen fryin'-'n-sizzlin'/ You dyin'-envision me knifin'-ya-bitches// Jus' so you know I got this rap shit in the track-locked/ That's all bitch, forfeit or catch a back-drop// Chorus x2: Can't you see, can't you see I got this on lockdown Can't you see, can't you see I own this spot now You call-it-flawless the way you droppin'-nonsense/ Listen to yo' raps, even my cock-can-top-this/ Gonna fuck around an' get dropped-'n-bombed-quick as I hog-this-hommage// You flee-'n-get-hurt/ Me-'n-Bizurk eatcha-for-desert/ Leave ya bleedin'-on-ya-shirt/ Deceased creapin'-for-the-worse/ Bitch rest in peace-in-the-hearse// Slug-spilla gon'-kill-ya until-the blood-stops/ Hit the dirt, call it a mud-clot// Know we don't fuck around-at-all/ Surround-the-mall to the ground-ya-fall/ Pound-ya-jaw, you really wasn't down-ta-brawl// Acid blasta smack 'n slash ya go 'head take-a-trip/ You ain't talkin' shit but blood when my fist breaks-ya-lip/ Maybe-it's crazy-shit but I'll still kill ya baby-quick// I'm more Ruthless than Eazy-E back-in-the-day/ Attackin' the trash-in-the-way/ Macs flashin' 'n blastin'-ya-straight/ That's what you get for clashin'-wit'-weight// Heavy hitta wig splitta you get snuffed-too/ Walk up in the church fast an' scream "Fuck-you!"// Know you hos-get-robbed quicker than Homeless-Bob/ Oh-shit-God can't even hold-this-off or even notice I rolled-it-haaa// I barely seem to break a sweat when I rock-the-mic/ Got a cabinet with ya skull locked-inside/ Fuck this shit, let's all-get-high before the cops-get-sly// Chorus x2: Can't you see, can't you see I got this on lockdown Can't you see, can't you see I own this spot now
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