(Hook x2)
My rage is the page and my brain serves as a stage
Confusin solutions goin off disturbance and pain
We get worse as we go, you know you heard me the same
Cock it back blow it off we gonna murder the game
(Verse 1- Tash8)
My passion released is like a manson family feast
Once I find the mic, I spit like a rain shower at ease
Flow like a tongue twister makin' your brain stagger and sieze
Lyrics smokin' sicker than jessica alba's herpes
Anger like rage against the machine on your stereo piece
Decease with no pistols on either of my fury hands
Leave you and your cats more spiced up than curry cans
Come back the next day and cancer-head you like britney spears
My flow becomes faster than hurricane katrina on bently wheels
Turn around, attack, and atrociously assasinate you twenty seals
By now, my anger erupts aiming at assholes with my shiny steel
Lyrics added aggressive alliterations and a master piece feel
And once I find the mic, I explode like a nagasaki fat man piece
My passion released is like a manson family feast
(Hook x2)
(Verse 2- James R.)
My pen is like the switch for a nuclear missile
Leavin acid on the page that’ll chew through ya tissue
Move and I’ll get you talking bout ya diamonds is shinin
I’ll be robbin you blind since you always hidin behind it
The weed when I lace it damn near blow ya mind when you light it
Breathe and you taste you feel like you’re alive but your dying
Rip my heart out and stab it then I place it on the page
Take a ten second lead and then I’ll chase you on the stage
My fridge is a casket basement like a funeral home
Don’t try to plead a case me man I’m screwed in the dome
I rip and chew MC’s like the rap Jeff Domer
Causin health problems like I marked you for stealth bombers
Shootin up your foundation wit rounds 8x11
Bitches love to suck nines so they’ll be tastin my weapon
This is like a commission letter to a psychiatric ward
I might get at ya whore when she sees me bitin at the door
(Hook x2)