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Rage & Obscene - Call It What You Want
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yessur beat.... some illl shitt check this out
boston east minds vengeful mindz
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vengeful minds, hektik, judge d, oblivious, desolate, hush, 2face, pilze, ice-pic, aztech
www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 PROJECT MAYHEM PAGE BUT COULDNT CHANGE NAME SO FUCK IT .. site ran by RAGE the 17 year old prodigy [and old ass tracks]
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #6,450
Peak in subgenre #3,563
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vengeful minds
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September 02, 2006
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:49
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This is rap you can call it what you want to Spittin facts listen fast we bringin you the raw truth A wicked past of twisted acts gettin trapped with a lawsuit Tip your hats the click is stacked and fit to bomb you My crew hang bang like wu tang do dang Shoutin out vm like its the new slang To gain fame attain names pay day Made from a strange phrase Insane brains contain rage portrayed on a plain page The odds are a million to one a killa on drums The illest to come,spittin lifted or drunk Sippin on liquor till my liver is done And im pissin up blood,ill still be hittin a blunt I'll go to philly with fifty phillies filled with the stickest buds Then get me a sub, id still give it all up to die With the mic still in my clutch Use killa to fill a vanilla dutch Ima beligirent punk,i'll take a hit from the bong and spit this whole song with the shit still in my lung This is rap you can call it what you want to Spittin facts listen fast we bringin you the raw truth A wicked past of twisted acts gettin trapped with a lawsuit Tip your hats the click is stacked and fit to bomb you My crew hang bang like wu tang do dang Shoutin out vm like its the new slang To gain fame attain names pay day Made from a strange phrase Insane brains contain rage portrayed on a plain page You got the oddest vision if you cant see that seans tha sickest stop ya bitchin, yall i wishin, you could rock a writtien stop ya fakin are levels are not adjacent its like im at the top of the empire state kid and your in the basement face it (we got a break in) I'll break ya face in, after i break out a window casement and bring pain to anybody thats hatin, im paiten but getting fed up with waitin, gradually for this sencecinal craven to actually become a reality I murder with words to further insure the search for the cure Will,start purgin the earth my verses are perfectly pure Not a repetitive prototype clone my rhymes are only my own Lose,undefeated repeated a genius leavin the squemish heavin Believe it,you thug dummys get no love from me You can see me in the streets cuz i eat more beats then doug funny Fuck money I freely abolish crews you can see your face by my feet as if i had polished shoes This is rap you can call it what you want to Spittin facts listen fast we bringin you the raw truth A wicked past of twisted acts gettin trapped with a lawsuit Tip your hats the click is stacked and fit to bomb you My crew hang bang like wu tang do dang Shoutin out vm like its the new slang To gain fame attain names pay day Made from a strange phrase Insane brains contain rage portrayed on a plain page I smoke buds then get my buzz higher with budwieser I choke sluts that are much finer then your moms china When im squirtin out ya chick got a dirty mouth like truckdrivers I punch rhymers, And leaving runnin scraed like paul walker seconds after downin a gallon of strong vodka Im like a rabid dragon with your daughter, even though the moms hotter,the fuckin bomb dropper likefat kids in the middle of class, that let gas slip out there ass, so get the fuck up outta my path It's the infamous diligent discipline militant minded To feed my hunger i need light like photosynthesis Rhymin goin global like internet flyers So start with me when my psycho flows sparkin Your talk is cheap like a microphone bargain Your harmless i barge in your crib casually Assault and batteries and if you point a gat at me Know i got men that'll blast fa me(blasphemy) like anti religious lyrics Your hear it im blaring through speakes tearin your ears into pieces
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