empires.collapse - rage in the back lyrics
rage in the back lyrics
i ain’t the type to make it rain on a track
i’d rather do my own thing, rage in the back
stay behind the crowd when i stage an attack
i murder every bar and then i fade into black
king for a day, i’ma rip from the page
listen to the rhythm, let ‘em cringe from the pain
yea i go hard, see me drip from the paint
haters going to hate, they can l!ck from the taint
that’s nasty. i’m a b+st+rd
i do the deed dirty, don’t put it past me
i’m a product of the failed social structure
i’m a loner with a need to be excepted, so what’s up, huh?
you never hеard of me yet
kick the dirtiеst sets, strictly murderous
i never been to church because i’m certain that my verse
would put the clergy in check. it’s a burden i guess
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rage in the back. rage, rage in the back
stay behind the crowd when i stage an attack
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rage, rage in the back. rage in the back
i murder every bar and then i fade into black
so f+ck what the other’s say, i’m coming for the crown
go vlad the impaler on these motherf+ckin clowns
savage behaviour, i’m ravaging, face it
i’m hard as all f+ck, feel the rumble on the ground
i’m a c+ckroach, getting into everything
never going to leave, i’ma live until the end of things
i’m a virus, call me f+ckin pestilence
call me what you want, i’m atomic bombing sentences
credited like a veteran, bettering every
letter whenever i meddle in whatever, h+ll i give
doesn’t matter, never did
i’m a yell it from the clouds, rain it down upon you kids
and i’ll drop kick the f+ck out of a
snare crack. knuckle up and square dance
ride a track bare back, a dirty motherf+ck
bang a beat and leave with a f+ckin sucker punch
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rage in the back. rage, rage in the back
stay behind the crowd when i stage an attack
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rage, rage in the back. rage in the back
i murder every bar and then i fade into black
my phrasing is honed, every way that i flow
is like a wave in the ocean, words break on the shore
winds of change are blowing, either wake to the tone
or get shaken and thrown to the masonry stone
i’m talking dropped to the floor
crumble to the ground like you lost all your form
forgotten, ignored. that’s the consequence for
assuming i’ve got my foot caught in the door, nah
i’m takin shot’s in the crowd
puttin’ holes in your plot, putting plots in the ground
words are electric, unless you writing them wrong
that’s why the mic in my palm is like a lightening rod
take a minute, breathe it in. i’m a goner
can’t stand to be here any longer
time to hang the mic up and put it on the shelf
i got one f+ck left, and i’ma keep it for myself
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rage in the back. rage, rage in the back
stay behind the crowd when i stage an attack
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rather do my own thing, rage in the back
rage, rage in the back. rage in the back
i murder every bar and then i fade into black
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