RAGE

[Verse 1: Slim Fucka]
Man you know it’s time to mother fucking rage
I’m  bursting out of my cage
Break  the needle of the gauge
Ay listen up all ya’ll bitches need to calm the fuck down
We’re rappers man but you a mother fucking clown
Man  who the fuck do you think you are? (Ah)
I  slap you so hard that I leave a scar
Man I kick your ass right off the stage (Fuck this shit)
But  you send us all into a mother fucking rage (Fuck you)

[Verse 2: PerkDaddy]
Hail PerkDaddy jail deportees
Bail nobody male with the feet
Kale what’s I eat what you eat dale
Fuck  you Dale sucking on Gale’s feet
Well since I own my beats
Hell I should own the streets
Yell ‘bout my fucking dick and how big it is
Wow I’m a fucking prick
But you still listen to my music
Use it abuse it and fuse it until you loose it
And worship my huge dick (Ha-Ha-Ha)

[Verse 3: synapse]
Fire it up like its hottie rod
Engine revving, car be swerving
Boy deserving an act of god
Cranking up the thermostat where it at
Been raising up the heat
Raise the stakes plan for attack
I’m mad too bad they raging
Disengaging from the masses
Nail em in a casket
They’ll not call me passive cause
I be confident you the opposite
I might cause a blitz you a hypocrite
Ay never again I make all the hits
I make all the hits you the opposite

[Verse 4: TW33T]
Fuck you, you sound like a fucking chopping board
I bet it takes you like an hour just to fucking record
You’re a wooden pick I’m a diamond sword
I’m pulling up to school in my Mercedes real quick
Calling me a fool I’ll shoot you like some gang shit
I got the wit and the kit to beat your fucking ass
Bitch you’re the student I’m the teacher of a class
I’ll get my boy to throw in some shards of glass
Now go sit down and roll me some more fucking grass
I’m sitting at the top of my fucking throne
I finish my meal and I throw you a bone
I’m fucking Scar bitch while you are Mufasa
Calling up Keemstar he’s gonna dox ya
I’m ridding like Flint while you ride it like Goofy
Wake every morning getting some coochie
Spit on her pussy then I wipe my screen
I take the bitches like I’m Sheen
See a stupid bitch pull out my Glock
Putting the click pull it back and it cocks
Put the sights on a bitch pop, pop
See a stupid bitch pull out my Glock
Putting the click pull it back and it cocks
Put the sights on a bitch pop-pop
Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop-pop

[Verse 5: Dub-K]
You thought Dub-K wasn’t gonna be on this track?
Slim, Perk, and TW33T synapse trynna be the baddest
But everybody know that Dub-K still the maddest
I jerk of constantly got build-up in my testes
The others try to act tough they’re more like Disney besties
If you trynna guess who’s that all you do is page me
I’ll pin a mother fucker if he thinks that he out-rage me
Word play mother fucker