8oz. - rage! lyrics
i got two f+ckin llamas on me right now
don’t f+cking play games
i’ll pull em out, they’ll f+ckin spit on you
you b+tch ass motherf+cker
don’t you, don’t you play games
who the f+ck you think this is
ima pull up at your crib and we gon really get it in
aye, f+ckboy finna spin
if he hit with the lead, aye
i don’t know what happened
but it clipped him now he dead
flipped him on his chest
then i robbed him for my rent, aye
i don’t know what happened
but they found him without bread, aye
they call me zeplin with the lead
i’m electric like my fence
i do not f+ck with no basic b+tch
cuz they don’t make no sense
he said, “how much do you bench”?
i said, “none” he call me b+tch
then i pull on his friends at pit and leave em in a ditch
chinese water torture if he acting like a b+tch
cut his fingers off and then send em to the press
with a bl++dy note that says
“sorry i’m depressed”
all of you obsessed, get me off your chest
f+ckin wit me i’ma shoot until there’s nothing left
step up in the arena or maybe the ring
i got this b+tch calling me john cuz i ain’t cena thing
yuh!
f+ck ok ok i need to calm the f+ck down
this is getting a lil too whoo
this is getting a lil too rowdy right now
ah f+ck here we go
we was in the muf+ckin trenches
b+tch i’m raw like the denim on me, yuh
pay attention
you’d get bombed if i wrecked you
like i’m trump with erections
who the f+ck let you in here?
get the f+ck out my mentions
you get stomped into past tense
and then stuffed in a mattress
we go hard baby catch it
if you fall i won’t catch you
b+tch you dumb and you lacking
keelhauled i’m the captain
you gon fall at my knees, weak
please get to capping
ya head fall at your knees when i de+cap it
then i put you in the deep freeze
in my f+cking cabin
then i leave for weeks
and i let you ferment
it’s a beautiful stench you’ll rue the day you forget
see the funny thing about me is i cannot regret
i guess i’m f+cked in my head
but i guess she love me for that
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